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Chapter 21: I Brought Them Both Home

ผู้เขียน: Aveline Kryss
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I sat with the ring in one hand and the petition in the other for longer than I meant to, waiting for the choice to resolve itself into something simpler. It didn't. The papers belonged to the woman I'd become after Roman destroyed my trust. The ring belonged to the marriage I still couldn't quite stop wanting. Both were true at once.

I wasn't ready to wear the ring. I wasn't ready to sign the papers either. Maybe that was the most honest answer I had.

I put both in my bag and drove back to Har
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