The Forgotten Mark
The watch had since become a token of our love, and he never took it off aside from bath and bed.
And yet, it was now in another woman's photo…
Taking a deep breath, I put mine in a drawer.
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Duke didn't return that night, so I went alone to the venue the next morning.
I booked the place six months ago for the marking ceremony, but now, I'm here to cancel it.
Still, I ran into Diana there—our neighbor, and a mate of one of Duke's sentries.
Seeing me, she came over and took my hands, congratulating me endlessly before saying, "Oh, and I just saw Duke buying a car trunk full of champagne roses, and now I ran into you here! The marking ceremony is soon, I take it?"
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