lid a final document across
one. Summer Reed, welc
he ink flowed smoothly, tracing a name that felt both foreign and deeply r
down. A sense of relief washed over me, so potent it almost mad
er eyes were kind. "The flight is booked for ton
new name, was a shield. Behind it, Ava Hayes was disappearing,
s Ava Hayes, the wi
r story was
ho built a billion-dollar empire from his college dorm room, and his ballerina wife, Ava. They called u
e, struggling to make ends meet after her mother' s disastrous second marriage. They painted
ark, my knight
ued me with a single-minded focus that was both flattering and overwhelming. He said he saw the real me, the streng
t tension of living with my mother and my stepsister, Chloe. He provided a beautiful home, funded my training, and
white roses overlooking the ocean. The sun was warm
masterpiece of
. You are light and grace and passion. Before you, my world was black and white code. You brought the color. I promise to b
on the old wounds of my childhood. I leaned into him, believing every syllab
side at events, his hand protectively on the small of my back. He' d gush about
porter once, a wide, charming smile on his face. "I
, a man who adored her not just for her beauty but for her s
beautiful,
the last o
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