'My name is Lily Preston, and the day before Valentine's Day is my wedding anniversary.'Like clockwork, Caleb Spencer's message came in right at midnight. It always did.This year, it was a payment confirmation.Seven figures. He bought my senior thesis project… and gave it to another woman.Blood dripped from my nose onto the phone screen, blooming slowly. I turned off the screen, grabbed a tissue to stop the bleeding, and resumed cleaning the apartment.[Got nothing to say?]His messages kept coming. Clearly, he wasn't ready to let this go.I sighed and typed back, [Don't get anyone pregnant.]Seconds after I hit send, the phone rang.His low laugh came through the receiver, cold and mocking. It was as if I were the one who cheated."Lily, you've got thirty minutes. Bring a box of condoms to Room 8301 at Capitol Tower."My nails dug into my palm. I bit down hard on my lip until I tasted blood."Why me?"He scoffed. "Didn't you just say not to get anyone pregnant? Be a g
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