Chapter 51Shannon Why?Maybe he wanted to talk about the baby. Maybe he wanted to show everyone that I was under his protection. Or maybe…No. I told myself again. I shouldn't imagine things that aren’t there. He doesn’t care about you.He only cares about what’s his.I stood slowly and walked to the bed. My fingers brushed the fabric of the dress—it was soft like silk, cool under my skin. I lifted it and held it against myself. It was beautiful, too beautiful. The kind of dress a queen would wear.I slipped it on carefully. The fabric fit perfectly, hugging my waist, flowing down like silver water. The neckline was gentle, and the sleeves were long, lined with tiny crystals. It made me feel strange, almost like I was someone else.When I looked into the mirror, I barely recognized the woman staring back. Her eyes looked softer, her face calmer, even though her heart was still trembling.I brushed my hair quickly, letting it fall over my shoulders. It had grown longer lately, curlin
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