The Billionaire’s Marriage of Convenience
"You will only take what belongs to you. Take your clothes and get out!"
"I'm leaving, Alena! Trust me, I don't want to be here either," Gwen cried, crawling onto the bed. "I'm leaving," she mumbled, wiping away her tears.
Alena fell silent for a minute, helplessly looking at Gwen. Her bottom lip quivered, and her ocean eyes were filled with tears, threatening to spill any second. Her grip on my shirt in her left hand was crazy tight, but with every passing second, it loosened.
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