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“Carrie is back.” Everyone drops their coffee cups. “She sent him a message last night through social media,” I tell them as I sit down with my own coffee. Nathan opens his phone to read it to them. “Nate Nate, I’m back, and I have so many new tricks for you. I know you were hurt but with my education, I got a great job and I will pay for the venue this time. I still have my ring and I will be wearing it when I see you again. I can’t wait to pick up where we left off, only this time as mature adults.”

I said, blinking back my tears. "So you gave him your virginity?" he said and chuckled. "It's obvious you did. He's a mafia boss, and you can't possibly starve him the way you starved me from having sex with you," he swallowed, his Adam's apple moving as he did. "If you both are together, why did you come back to California?" he asked. "It's none of your business, Nathan. I'm leaving," I turned my back on him. "I know you can't accept me back into your life as your boyfriend, but can we at least be friends? I mean no harm."

Ashton whispered in my ear, and then he kissed my neck, which made me have goosebumps on my entire skin. "Please be my girlfriend again." He said, and J could stop me from smiling. "I know I already told you I can wait, but being this close to you made me realize I want to have you again, Meg. If you only give me another chance, I promise to be the best boyfriend ever." He added. "Don't make any promises you can't keep, Ashton," I replied.

stef said. I looked at them. They are very serious. I signed “ your brother's ex is back” I said. They glanced at each other “ ex!” they exclaimed together They burst into laughter I feel embarrassed. “ our brother don’t have any girlfriend before. Those others are just the whore pushing for him” stef said. Aiden nod “ caro or who?” stef said “ she is beauty!” I said. “ you aren’t going anywhere” Aiden said. They help her to takes her bag back in

Ashton said, and the crowd laughed, and my nervousness was gone. "We will sing The Perfect Fan by the Backstreet Boys. I hope you know that song, Babe." Ashton whispered in my ear as I saw Zachary bringing the guitar towards me, and I smiled as I looked at my boyfriend. "You are lucky because that is Dexter's favorite song for our mom." I said to him, and I took the guitar from Zachary's hand, and I could see the audience was looking at us in total silence.

“I need you to know that this won’t change a thing between us, okay?” Instead of answering, I simply nodded since I knew damn well that this would change everything. But what can I do, right? We returned to the dance, where we parted. I found Shanae and her boyfriend, Nick, and Colton found his new girlfriend. Well, they weren’t a ‘thing’ yet, and I had an instinctive urge to claim him as mine before it should happen, but I knew he’d just think I was crazy.

"Nothing that will cause any harm to your job in the future. I'm not trying to pull Whitehall into a state of bankruptcy. I just want to be the one on top. The one in control." James said nothing. He knew what she was after. It wasn't ambition, it was just the need to get back at David Whitehall for divorcing her. "Do we have a deal, James Carter?" "I gave you my word that I will help you, so yes. We do have a deal." "Good." "What about your sister?" "That's a family issue. Doesn't have to matter to you." "Right." "I'll call you when I get to the States." "When do I expect you? In case there's something I need to get ready for you."

I enunciated each word distinctly as I finished off the sentence, "That great of a great catch." Having said that, I stood up to leave. Dominic stubbornly followed behind me. He then produced the silver bracelet I had thrown away from one of his pockets. It gleamed blindingly under the light. "Violet, can't you leave me with some memento? Do you really think I could ever do anything to hurt you?" His furrowed brow made him appear utterly helpless, yet I suddenly found myself at a loss for words. Was it a universal truth that men only discovered their love for ex-girlfriends after the relationship had ended?

She was laughing at something he'd said, he was almost smiling. I'd seen him almost smile twice in three years. I closed the article. Then I opened my messages and typed a single line to Daniel: Start the process, we're leaving. My phone buzzed immediately. With the baby? I stared at those three words for a long moment. Outside, the city hummed, indifferent and endless. Somewhere across it, Ethan Croft was planning his second marriage, convinced he'd b ought my silence for two billion dollars. He had no idea what he'd actually paid for.

It had helped, more than it should. The thought that someone loved me, saw me as beautiful had been a push. One that had me researching till I found wigs that fit my face, clothes that suited me well and a confidence that marriage had sapped out of me with a snap. It has made me into a formidable force. And when I recovered, hair grown, body full, spark back, I was a woman reborn out of the ashes of a devastating past with my lovely bestfriend. He was always there. He taught me business. He gave me funds. He helped me rise. He brought me into the limelight after helping me to grow.