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Chapter 6

Author: Foxy Piglet
Three days later, Paolo cornered me at my doorstep.

More obsessive than I'd even guessed. He'd hunted down my address, hopped a red-eye to Khelmark, and camped outside my place all night without sleep.

When he finally saw me, he looked wrecked—dark circles, hollow eyes, dripping gloom.

"Aurora, didn't you say you loved me? Why won't you give me a chance?"

He stood there, stubborn, like it was my fault.

I frowned, gave him a once-over. "Come in." I pushed the door open.

He didn't move. Just kept repeating the same line—why wouldn't I give him a chance.

I stopped, steady. "What kind of chance are you after? Haven't I given you enough?"

I remembered the first time he dragged a side chick home: I asked for loyalty. He ditched her. I cooked a whole table of food that night. Next week he was plastered on the front page with a model. I covered for him, kept apologizing, kept bending.

For three years I refused every divorce he tossed at me like confetti. If that wasn't enough chances,
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