Reborn to the '80s: The Playboy's Wife
In the few seconds it took Ryder to lean down and pour more wine, Damian grabbed my arm and dragged me into an empty private room.
He cautiously took my hand and said, "I know the truth that I mistook you for the wrong person, Carla. If it wasn't for me, you would have joined the art troupe, wouldn't you?"
To say I felt nothing would be a lie. My heart still ached for myself.
Outside, Ryder was pounding on the door, but Damian ignored him and continued, "Carla, it's not too late. I know your marriage papers were just submitted, so we can still withdraw them now. I'll plead with the office."
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