From Jilted Fiancée to President's Enforcer

llroom air at my lavish engagement party to

, this night had

azenly crashed the party, heavily pregnant and dra

m; cameras flashed, but

reer' s ruin, a faked scandal, and a lonely "accid

aced my flute down and announced, clear-e

a new narrative and trying to publicly

and their cronies tried to have me escorted out,

en woman clinging to the fringe

glance, was a fresh wound, a reminder of

ly think I'd

was now a block of ice, fo

I was no

on himself appeared, announcing my true status as his "most tr

ving the President's life, suddenly b

game had