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Chapter 17

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Vera sat in the quiet of her apartment, wrapped in an oversized hoodie. The soft fabric swaddled her, but it didn’t warm the chill racing down her spine.

There was no more pretending.

Not if she said yes.

No more telling herself this was just about revenge.

No more lying that her heart didn’t ache when Asher looked at her the way he did.

She bit her lip, forcing herself to breathe.

This wasn’t about love. She wasn’t that stupid. She had been in love before, madly, blindingly, with Lucas, and look how that ended.

He had chosen Camilla and the safe, polished life that came with her. The betrayal still echoed in the corners of her mind, but it didn’t hurt as much now.

Because Asher had shown up.

In ways Lucas never had.

And even when she’d doubted herself, when she felt like she didn’t belong in this glittering, savage world, Asher had looked at her like she did. Like she owned it.

That look… That was what Nicholas had meant. And Sarah saw it too.

God, Sarah.

Vera gritted her teeth, the
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