My Billionaire Ex-Husband Won’t Let Me Go
I found a small table near the back, just wanting a few minutes to breathe.
Suddenly, a shadow fell across my table.
I looked up, and my stomach tightened. Athena was standing right there, deliberately cornering me. She was wearing a smug, malicious smile, her eyes glittering with that usual arrogance.
"Well, well, Mia," Athena sarcastically asked, leaning against the edge of my table and crossing her arms.
“Has Damon managed to explain himself yet? Or is he still crying about that little text message?"
My heart started hammering against my ribs, but I forced my expression to remain blank. I looked at her, seeing right through the expensive clothes and the perfect makeup.
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