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"You've found a better kisser. You never used to pull away from our kisses. At least let me enjoy a moment since we separated. No one has ever touched me the way you did. If I had known you were married, I would have settled for Dennis and never compared you in my mind." ************************ When Marian, Aurora's husband's childhood sweetheart, entered their home, their once-loving marriage faced an immediate threat. Marian implied that Lucas had made Aurora a full-time housewife due to her appearance, denying her the opportunity to work in his company. Aurora, upon discovering her pregnancy, believed it was a chance to prove Marian wrong and convince Lucas to give her a position in his company. Unbeknownst to her, Lucas was grappling with his past and wanted to shield his wife from the pain his late mother had endured. Aurora was shocked when her blood tests revealed traces of abortion pills, resulting in a devastating miscarriage. Lucas suspected that Aurora had intentionally taken the pills after he denied her request. This breach of trust led to an irreparable divorce. To escape the aftermath, Aurora reinvented herself as Daisy, a confident and strong-willed accountant unrecognizable from her former self. However, her past resurfaced when she received a surprising business proposition: to audit her ex-husband's now-billionaire company. Could she face the haunting shadows of her past? What would happen when she confronted the person who tore her marriage apart? And how would her ex-husband react when he couldn't take his eyes off her? "Miss Daisy, I would love to go on a date with you. You resemble the woman I lost," Lucas expressed. "Mr. Lucas, with all due respect, my purpose here is to audit your company, not go on a date," Daisy firmly responded.

Every other student could hear the inner thoughts of Chloe Yates, the campus belle. It was like a radio station was broadcasting her mind, and unfortunately for me, the broadcast was usually bad news. It started during the ROTC courses in our freshman year. I was doubled over with terrible period cramps and asked to sit out. Chloe just shook her head, letting out a dramatic, pitying sigh. "Oh, this is awful," her internal voice broadcast to everyone. "Should I tell everyone the truth? Sylvie is totally faking it. If the sergeant finds out she's lying, he's going to punish the whole class because of her." The sergeant, hearing her thoughts, immediately assumed I was a liar. He forced the entire class to run 30 laps as punishment. After that, no one would talk to me. Later, when I applied for the need-based financial aid grant, Chloe went on a rampage with her internal thoughts. "Her family isn't poor!" her voice screamed in everyone's heads. "They have a car and a house. She's just vain. She's trying to scam the college out of grant money so she can buy a new phone. I feel so bad for the actual poor kid whose spot she's stealing." Once the class heard that, they silently agreed to vote against my application. Without that money, I had no choice but to work three part-time jobs just to survive. I worked myself into the ground until I finally gave out. I collapsed in the classroom while clutching my chest, suffering a massive heart attack. I cried out, begging my classmates to call 911. However, Chloe's voice cut through the air right then. "She doesn't have a heart condition. She's pregnant. She's trying to trick a guy into taking her to the hospital so she can get an abortion, and then she's going to frame whoever helps her for getting her knocked up." Terrified of being blamed, the students backed away from me like I was radioactive. They stood there and watched as I died on the classroom floor. Right up until the moment I died, I never understood why my life had turned into such a nightmare. However, when I snapped my eyes open, I had returned to the day of the ROTC courses. The cramps were back, and the sun was beating down on me. Chloe did not know one crucial detail. This time, I could hear her thoughts too.