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CHAPTER 38: A MARRIAGE WITHOUT LOVE

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-05-04 07:17:47

Isayanna

I stare at myself in the mirror, the reflection blurring as my mind drifts back to what Sabrina said earlier. Her words replay in my head like a broken record, each one digging deeper into my thoughts. She told me how she failed to get Jaydon to sign that marriage contract with her friend.

I wish I could see what this woman looks like, just to compare myself to her. But to do that, I’d have to somehow get closer to Sabrina, and that seems impossible. I can’t stand people who talk too
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