Too Late For Her Regret

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et, away from it all – t

tech billionaire's son

s eyes, a flicker I hadn

en with him, and her subtle jabs at

l details she shouldn't have, and openly mocked m

challenge coin in the air – the symbol of our

future? With you? Don't be ridiculous, Alex.

belief, shattere

fteen years, saw me as nothing but a

low, a cold, hard truth:

ob, and Julian Thorne,

him, the knot in my gut

r phone, the one I ha

ugh, "It's Alex. About that arrang

thing behind, to find a pe