The Unwanted Wife's True Colors

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nder

he first week. A platinum card with a

. He'd told her he disliked overt makeup, strong perfumes. The spark had dimmed. He'd told her a

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t purchases. No shopping

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agreed dissolution upon comp

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, Emily! I decid

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do this. She

in, his fingers fumbling

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. It hit the wall with a sickening

house pressed in on him

was