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Sixty-Four.
(Diana’s POV)
Time always seemed to fly by when I was with Sean. But this time I had my wits with me and didn’t try to sleep with him.
He did, however, call me to make sure I got home alright, and it was the small gestures he made that Noah didn’t bother with that made me want to file for divorce even faster.
The next morning, I was at the accountant’s office. I wanted to sort out the issues with my finances first, so that the divorce lawyer could have an entire picture of what we were dealing with.
“Diana Adams?” An older woman called out my name.
“Brett Hunter?” I asked in confusion.
The woman chuckled. “You were under the impression that I was a man?”
I shook my head, but I was sure my eyes betrayed me.
She gestured for me to follow her, “Don’t worry about it. My father knew what he was doing, as my name is what got me here. And my super
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