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okes confident, efficient. I followed, slower,

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ctly poised in a tailored navy dress, clutching he

arrived, but her gaze had diss

ecilia crossed her legs, leaned fo

ly won the most expensive seat at this table. I do

I've been studying the art of biting

's a difference between str

ss and cruelty," I replied evenly. "Bu

m went

rned toward me, his expression different until a

voice calm but firm. "Before the

hand. I took it. His grip

ifted behind us. "She'll embar

t even l

ady impre

nderson kept his eyes on the road, one hand o

m glancing at me like he

e to defend me,

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r: "Most people crumble ar

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silence between

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drive, just outside the gates of the Wh

back into a sleek chignon. A tailored

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draped on his arm, always dripping in curated

d, but Anderson ope

ou. Still brooding, still bea

d out. I follow

what you're doing here, but you

and extended a manicured

gratulations, darling. Quite the e

"Thank you. I hear clawing your w

. I do wonder how long that spirit will last

"And what would yo

, running a finger down Anderson's shoul

ugly rising in my chest. Not quite jealousy.

ped back. "Do

wed. "You used

to matter," he

rved into a cruel smile. "You know, Anderson, I always imagine

ly what I'm i

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stiffened

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