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Chapter Twenty Three

                              After they left for California. I returned to our room. I remove my heels and dupatta, putting them on the edge of the mattress. This dress is showing my cleavage. I frown at it. I'm alone in the room. I don't feel it necessary to cover it with a dupatta. 

      I couldn't grope the closet. It's the biggest one. It would take hours. 

      Biting down on my lip, I head toward its door.

                 I swipe the back of my hand over my forehead. I have looked through every possible place. I started from his files, clothes. I couldn't get it anywhere.

     "Are you looking for something?" I startle and pivot on my heels. 

      He isn't wearing his shirt, only his slacks he wore before

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