Purchased Wife
pure luxury. Sara looked… better. There was some color in her cheeks. Her hair was a mess, pulled back carelessly in a bun, and she wore a black oversized hoodie, but she looked cleaner and fresher than Rachel remembered. “You look… sober,” Rachel said, raising an eyebrow. “I am. One week. One magnificent, irritating, totally pissing off the staff week.” “Just one?” “One glorious week of hell. But I’m alive. And you should be proud.” Rachel laughed, but it was soft. “I’m proud. Seriously.” Sara raised an eyebrow. “You say that like you’re about to cry.” “I’m not crying,” Rachel said, rolling her eyes. “You are. Just emotionally.” Rachel sighed. “You’re crazy.” “Then you
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