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Chapter Eighteen: None

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Alliyah Agustin-Astley

“And you dress so plainly,” Victoria continued, her lips curling in quiet disdain. “He’s not into someone like you. Why would he marry you?”

She had been throwing remarks like that at me for the past twenty minutes—sharp, unnecessary comments meant to peel at my composure one layer at a time.

Each word dripped with judgment, every glance carefully calculated to make me feel smaller, lesser, unworthy of even standing in the same space as her.

At first, I stayed silent. I let her talk, let her voice fill the room, hoping she would eventually tire herself out.

She didn’t.

Eventually, the exhaustion settled in—not in my body, but in my patience. With a slow breath, I glanced down at my watch, more to ground myself than to actually check the time. When I looked back up, my voice was calm, measured, and deliberately polite.

“If there aren’t any important matters you’d like to raise,” I said evenly, “regarding any connection you may have with Alexander or business, the
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