To My Former Love: I Free You
Then, the line went dead.
My nails dug into my palms, and blood dripped down.
Gabriel and I had come all the way from a small town to Marise. I had once believed that we'd make it to the end. But now, he was laying himself bare with another woman.
I numbly packed up my things, one by one.
Just then, my phone vibrated.
I answered, and Thomas Whitman's furious voice cut through the line. "Felicity, how could you leak my design drawings without authorization? Now, copies are everywhere! Just wait. This isn't over!"
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