After leaving the rental apartment, I carried my takeout to a five-star hotel.The moment I stepped through the hotel doors, I almost laughed.Before I left home, I'd been the princess of the Ferrante Family, with absolute power, status, and wealth.After getting together with Lawrence, I'd sunk to living in a run-down rental, worrying about bills and rent.Now that I'd decided to leave him, there was no reason to keep depriving myself.I handed over my ID to check in. The receptionist gave me a polished smile, though her eyes kept darting to the takeout bag in my hand.Apparently, someone eating a cheap burger combo couldn't possibly afford a five-thousand-dollar-a-night presidential suite.And my stained clothes seemed to strengthen the impression that I was some pitiful woman who'd been kicked out of her home."Kicked out" wasn't exactly right, though. We'd just had a fight.The first big fight, he told me we were done. I begged him shamelessly, did everything I could to hold on, an
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