Chains of Gratitude
Just one week before my marking ceremony with Lucien, I discovered his heart already belonged to someone else.
His secretary, Anika, walked out of his office with a smirk that was a little too knowing.
Her blouse was askew, her usually neat hair a tangled mess, and only the faintest trace of her crimson lipstick remained.
My heart seized in my chest, and my fingers went cold on the doorknob.
Two years ago, she had been a timid girl fresh from the countryside.
All that pretense of innocence had vanished, replaced by a brazen ambition written across her face.
Her relentless eagerness around Lucien had always grated on my nerves, and I had asked him more than once.
"Lucien, can't you
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