From Pawn to CEO Queen

night. The next morning, he

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his life-I had built it. I had chosen the furniture, painted the walls

s if he'd been waiting in his car do

er was

appointment and anger. She didn't even look at me. She

rp. "Mark is a good man. The best you will ever get. A

ld answer, s

y heart was worse. My own mother. Standing beside

w you've been so cold and difficult. How you're jealous of that poor girl,

r Chloe. The girl who had my boyfriend's attention, my mother's

too sensitive. Too demanding. Not grateful enough. I'd heard it all my l

ted to see. And now, he had con

for him. The photos on the wall, of vacations we'd taken, his arm always around me, both of us smiling. It all

built, even my own mother's support-it was

idn't break me. I

I looked from my mother's angry face to Mar

fed. "Fin

moment later, a car pulled up. Chloe got out. She looked up at

ere. To our home. Whi

d of my hope t