The Billionaire’s Ex-Convict Nanny
We talked about Pink, about the company, about small things that didn’t matter and yet somehow did.
For a brief, fragile hour, everything felt normal. Like we weren’t two people trying to rebuild what was lost.
Then a voice shattered it.
“Hello, Darcy.”
I froze. The sound pulled me straight back into the past.
Brittany Hawthorne stood beside our booth, elegant but hollow-eyed, her smile razor-sharp.
“Brittany,” I said evenly.
She slid into the booth beside Adrian without waiting for permission. "Hello Adrian Martinez, long time,no see. So indeed you have successfully taken my man and made him yours."
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