He Broke My Leg, I Broke His Empire
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here to be found. His phone
red on the
abor was hard and fast. Jesse was there, holding my h
rse bustled in
l talk. "He was just here earlier today. In the women's
or a second. The w
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here. Sh
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ing a silver lock
me on my wedding day. The one that
inside m
ed the locket from her
ice shaking with rage. "What are
ed back, a hand
d, his face a mask o
crazy, hormonal mess. It's just a trinket. B
ed at hi
now. I have to leave for a political
daughter. He just turned and walked
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