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Chapter 12 - Spoiled Dinner

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-26 09:26:11
Vienna’s POV

I closed my mouth again and looked down at my plate, the bite of salmon suddenly tasting like ash. The moment had passed.

Whatever strength I had summoned to expose Desiree’s miscarriage evaporated under Warren’s gaze—a silent message that said, don’t make this harder than it has to be.

Desiree, of course, filled the silence effortlessly.

"I just stayed up too late last night," she said, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, her tone light. "That’s probably why I look a little worn out today."

"A girl your age should be glowing, not dragging herself around like an old woman," Monica said, reaching across the table to pat her daughter's hand with performative concern.

"You need to take better care of yourself, my darling."

Desiree nodded sweetly, playing the role of a humbled daughter. She was nothing like the smug woman who’d mouthed "He likes me this way" just hours ago.

I stirred my soup slowly, taking small sips. It was delicious, but my stomach still felt like it
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