Dear EX
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Twenty minutes later, the black SUV pulled up the long, winding driveway of the Blake family estate in Long Island.
The estate was massive—a grand white mansion surrounded by manicured green lawns, stone fountains, and marble pillars. We walked into the main dining room, where a grand mahogany table was set with fine china, crystal wine glasses, and fresh white lilies.
Damien's mother, Victoria Blake, stood up from the head of the table to greet us, followed immediately by Julianna.
Julianna looked stunning. She was wearing a tailored cream-colored silk dress with a delicate gold necklace resting against her collarbone. Her hair was styled in flawless soft waves, and her diamond engageme