Olivia Miller's POV I stood in front of the mirror, carefully assessing my appearance. I had chosen a skimpy night dress, one that flaunt my curves and left little to the imagination. The fabric caressed my skin, making me feel both empowered and vulnerable at the same time. That night, I had a mission. Alex can not get away with everything he wanted. He did not have any right to decide for Olivia. If I had to jump forward for the uncovered secrets then be it. With my pounding heart, I prepared the room, meticulously arranging the ambiance. Soft, dim lighting cast a romantic glow, and the air carried the scent of vanilla and jasmine from the scented candles I had strategically placed around the room. I didn't have much time but what I accomplished was enough. The stage was set for my risky endeavor.Doubts whispered in my mind. Was this the right approach? Would Alex see through my intentions? Of course, he would. But my plan would not work like that!Time seemed to stand still as I
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