His Cruel Test, My Broken Heart

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" I said. The formal address made him flinc

nfusion. "After everything we've been through? I

my lips. Our struggles. His fa

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words catching in my th

ssed his face, quickly replaced by a calculated look

voice full of practiced sympathy. "Why didn't you tell me? I'

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didn't even know he had. The blood drained from my face. My mother was dead because we were trying to scrape together money

he card back in his face, was

ed, looking from the phone to me, a flicker of annoyance in his eyes. He was

g slightly away from me. "Ch

s jaw tightening. "Fine. I'l

m so sorry, baby. An urgent company matter. I have to

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rgent" business. I was supposed to wait patiently,

word. The whispers from my colleagues followed me as I walked to my desk to p

mall picture frame into my b

with Jake ri

-edged smile. She looped her arm

sweetness. "Jake and I were just heading to a celebratory lunch. You know,

looked uncomfortable but didn't pull away. He just wat

y box and walked past them, out of