Rejected By My Husband: Cherished By My Three Brothers
The thought hardened something inside me, not into anger, but resolve.
In a blink of an eye, the offer was ready and sent through a link that cannot be traced. Hours passed, then a full day. Then silence pressed in, thick and uneasy. I felt it in my chest each time my phone lit up, only to dim again.
Then, late into the second night, Nathan’s tablet chimed. He froze, then slowly looked up at me. His face had gone pale, but his eyes were alive.
“He has responded,” Nathan said.
Adrian leaned forward. “What did he say?”
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