Lily Marshall read the message I'd sent and let out a short, scornful laugh."Clever of you this time. No more hysterics, no more smashing things. Playing hard to get instead?" Her tone sharpened. "My father spent years trying every trick to run you off and never managed it. Now that you've finally settled into being the son-in-law of a wealthy family, you're willing to give it up? I don't believe you."My chest ached, a dull, sour pain.Never managed to run me off? What did that even mean?Back when Lily wanted to marry me, she'd knelt at the front gates of her family home for a full day and night, taking the beating the family elders demanded rather than give me up. Her back had been whipped raw, and still she wouldn't let go.I'd begged her, eyes red, to forget it, to spare herself. But she'd clung to me, blood soaking through her clothes, trembling as she said, "Neil, I'll die without you."Vows are always beautiful. Pity that the one who hears them takes them to heart, w
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