His Body Craved Mine, His Heart Chose Me
Finally, he grabbed a pen, scribbled his name, and threw the papers at me.
"Happy now? Stop this pointless drama. And don't forget your sister still needs me." He snatched his jacket. "I have business to attend to."
The door slammed shut, leaving me alone in the vast, empty living room.
I looked at the signed papers on the table, and the tears finally came.
But this time, crying felt like a release.
Dante didn't know that Luna had been in remission for six months. I'd used my own money to find her the best doctors and then sent her to France. She was in Paris now, studying art, healthy and happy.
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