His Dead Wife's Shadow

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on's smile

hat's a bit inappropriate, don't you think?

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gasped.

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. They weren't warm... but they weren't cruel either. They

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ed up

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he shrieked. "YOU JUST WANT

r snapped, finally

you're doing, Alina. You're not ready to be a wife. He's going to ch

I said, my voice bare

was e

peeled her fingers off my arm. He

ing from this house a

outh opened, but

to be mine! He was supposed to choose me! Not her! Not the m

the floor, my heart

. Don't c

again. This

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as calm. "C

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re I cou

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fr

he'd followed us out, her perfect curl

upid little RA

ding in the driveway, chest h

e moment, don't you?!" she spat.

answer. I

ot even smart! You clean toilets. You live in the a

oat ti

assie growled. "He was supposed to be mine. We're the same class. Same status. He came her

her voice lowering b

n things. You'll choke in his world. You don't belong in pent

tried to blink them bac

and begging. Maybe if you're lucky, he'll keep you like a pet. Or

outh. But not

t t

humiliat

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ssi

through the ai

mi

us. But he was there now, standing betwe

up a step. Her

ut. He didn't

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my fiancée like

ed. She looked def

d

od there.

, I felt like some

and in a softer voice

ded.

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