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Abby's POV"Today marks our fifth wedding anniversary," I whispered to my reflection, a giddy, hopeful smile on my face. I couldn't believe we'd made it to five years.I'd given the maids the day off, even a bonus. I wanted this night to be just for us. It had been a whole month since I'd last seen Nicholas, and I'd missed him terribly. I'd been so buried in launching my new fashion line, and he... he'd been patient, but I knew he was getting restless."I just want a family, Abby," he'd said, his voice soft and pleading on the phone. "I can give you everything. I just need you to quit. To... to have our baby."A baby. My heart ached with the thought.Tonight was the night. I was going to tell him yes. Yes to quitting. Yes to the baby. Yes to us! I'd put on the sexy, crimson-red lingerie he'd bought me, the one I'd been saving. I was excited for his arrival, turning to light the last few candles...My phone lit up on the counter. I snatched it, thinking it was Nicholas, but the screen

Abby's POVBefore Erina could even sputter an answer, my stepmother arrived, dragging my father, George, in her wake.Josefina's glare was murderous. She looked at me as if I had just personally set fire to the family name. She was furious I'd ruined her big night—her public announcement that she'd successfully shackled me to that... fucker.Her hand snapped up, aimed straight for my face.I caught her wrist mid-air.The hallway went silent. Josefina's eyes widened in pure shock. She looked confused, thrown.Of course she was. In my past life, I would have flinched. I would have taken the slap. The old Abby, the girl who always said yes to every request, the girl who always obeyed... she was dead.Josefina ripped her hand from my grip, her face turning purple. "How could you do this to our family?! You are ruining our reputation!"My father, George, finally sighed from the corner, his voice heavy with disappointment. "You are still going to marry him, Abigail. This... tantrum," he sai

Abby's POVI shrugged, trying for a nonchalance I didn't feel. "Let's just say I'm your stalker and I happen to know everything." I even managed a wink, praying he couldn't see the dizzying effect he was having on me.His lips, which were unfairly sexy, curved into a slow, knowing smile. "I'll come and find you tomorrow, Ms. Sinclair. Have a good night."He leaned in, and I froze, my heart hammering. He didn't kiss my lips, but my cheek, his own surprisingly warm against my cold skin. His breath tickled my ear as he whispered, "Just so you know... you'll have to get used to my kisses when we get married."His tone was laced with sarcasm, but it still sent a shiver straight down my spine. A joke... but jokes like that always mean something.I took an involuntary step back, my fingers flying to the spot on my cheek he'd touched. I just watched him go, his long, confident strides eating up the pavement until he disappeared into his car.The second he was gone, the panic hit me. Abby! Wha