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Nathan didn’t even look up from his tablet when he spoke.

“We’re attending an event tonight. It’s at my hotel.”

I paused mid-step. That hotel… The hotel where it all began. Where my life flipped like a coin tossed too high.

“The same place?” I asked, my voice low.

He nodded. “It’s a corporate event. You’re my wife. You’ll be by my side.”

Of course. That was the role. The contract. The illusion.

“Check your closet,” he added. “Pick something that won’t embarrass me.”

Charming, as usual.

I didn’t answer. I just turned and went to get ready.

Hours later, we pulled up to the hotel. A strange weight settled in my chest as I stared at the grand entrance. This place haunted me, yet here I was again,dressed to impress, smile rehearsed, heart armored.

What I didn’t expect… was the apology.

“I should’ve given you more notice,” Nathan said beside me.

I blinked, stunned. Did Nathan Blake just apologize?

I looked at him, searching for sarcasm, but his expression was unreadable.

“Tha
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