The Gilded Cage I Escaped
ing to Damian Blackwood
backdrop to the white roses and glittering crystals. They didn't know the truth. This w
ainst my skin. The reflection in the mirror was a strange
his hands shoved awkwardly in the pockets of his worn-out suit. Their beat-up pickup tr
air, the diamond earrings Damian had give
wards me, her
ld have
familiar weariness. It was the same argument
lease. N
This is the perfect day. The day you get everyt
ildness I hadn't seen before. A cold
he whispered, her face inches
the one who threw myself in front of Damian' s Tesla that day, n
say anything,
down. It was a silver letter opener from the antique desk i
" she said, her voic
legs gave out. As I slid to the floor, my vision started to blur. The last
, Jess, I trie
came out. O
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