Swapped Brides: My Fiancé's Betrayal
He took my hand and led me in.
"This house is full of my mom's spies. We'll have to act the part." Lifting my hand, he gave it a playful shake. A cheeky smile tugged at his lips.
Heat crept onto my cheeks, and I quickly turned away, unable to meet his gaze directly.
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As I lay on the soft, spacious bed, the rare comfort lulled me into a deep sleep.
In my dream, Jason had his hands wrapped around me as we lay on the couch, watching my favorite movie. However, in the next instant, he was walking away hand in hand with Helena. He did not look back, no matter how desperately I called for them.