Chapter FourCreighton’s POVThe bubbles in Chloe’s champagne glass kept rising and popping, making a tiny, annoying sound. She was laughing, her face flushed with excitement as she leaned against the counter of the penthouse kitchen."We are finally free, Creighton," she said, raising her glass toward me with a huge smile. "I can't believe it is actually happening. We can finally start our lives over again.""Yeah," I said, taking a slow sip from my own glass.I tried to force a smile for her, but my face felt stiff. I was supposed to be relieved right now, considering I had spent the last week thinking about how to end things with Priscilla.But instead of relief, there was just this weird, heavy lump sitting right in the middle of my chest.Chloe kept talking, her voice going on and on about the changes we were going to make and how she wanted to redecorate the penthouse. She looked beautiful in the soft lighting, exactly like the girl I had missed for the last five years.But I wa
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