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Chapter 7

Author: Madam Fenghuo
Monica had screamed and hit and cursed at me through more fights than I could count, crying that I had ruined her happiness.

If she could do it over, she said, she would choose Dillon every time.

It was my fault, she said, that Dillon had been driven out of the country and could never come home.

Every time, I told myself it was just something she said in anger. I never took it seriously.

For years, I had been quietly investigating who had tried to kill me that day. Every trail led back to Dillon
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