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The Scandal

Auteur: Annabelle
last update Date de publication: 2026-08-21 14:34:06

Brenda's POV

I took a sip of champagne, the bubbles dancing on my tongue, and let my mind drift back to earlier that evening.

Jason had finally agreed to see me. After weeks of avoiding my calls, after months of pushing me away, he'd finally said yes. We'd met at a quiet restaurant, the kind of place where the lighting was low and the conversations were intimate.

And for a few beautiful hours, it had felt like old times.

He'd been tired, distracted, hi
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