The Game She Played
r, as predicted,
pect had, as I knew it
ke a grim shadow, her disapproval of me a
with something bitter. She rushed to my side, her eyes
regnancy can be such a delicate time. As a wellness enthusias
ny with her regimens. You're lucky she's
to status and Chloe's
prise. And that's very kind of you,
, the picture of
l, Chloe. I would ap
access. Access to Ethan, acc
vate. You could stay there, Chloe. It would be so convenient for you to 'help
e structure but connected by a covered walkway to
ind!" she said, a litt
cellent idea, Ava. C
ed by my "generosity" but quickly
eek, I made
ambitious, and exactly the type to
er at a charity luncheon I kn
k on Tiffany, apologized profusely
e was a firework, loud and attention-grabbing. A perfect distraction. A riv
as Ethan, predictably, was
them fight over the scra
past life, the p
ed. Chloe, so self-as
ulling the strings, even if it
Chloe. I made sure it was comf
n. Let her think
, but calculation. Every move w
and my patience was a weapo
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