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Maxima Davenport didn’t know it yet, but she’d just become the answer to his desperate request, the perfect pretender… She was about to become his perfect fake “Mrs. Right”.

Lester found himself mesmerized. Henry recorded a video of Iris dancing and sent it to the group chat. Stanley had just finished showering and was preparing for bed when his phone buzzed on the bedside table. He picked it up to see the notification of a new message in the 'Fun' group chat. Clicking on it, he first saw the message, then the video of Iris dancing. She was wearing YSL black and gold heels paired with a black strap dress. Her short hair framed her face perfectly, resembling a rose blooming in the dark – breathtakingly beautiful.

Archer gave me an impatient look and shoved me along. I was caught off balance. With that, under everyone's eyes, I fell heavily to the ground. My ankle started throbbing painfully. I immediately let out a hiss and moaned in pain. However, Archer just glared at me and yelled, "Stop pretending and get back up! You're humiliating me!" I just gave him a wan smile and climbed back onto my feet by myself. However, before I'd even managed to dust my dress off, another person "accidentally" shoved me back onto the ground.

This is making me so goddamn nervous. Yes, I did join a dance squad before but that was all just for fun. I never danced in front of a lot of people nor do something in front of a stage. It's too embarrassing. I looked at Neal again and he was already staring at me. He gave me two thumbs up and smiled, making me feel relaxed. My gaze went back to the screen again when it showed a song which is 'Sorry not Sorry' by Demi Lovato. I froze on the spot when she picked the 'free-form dance'. Oh...crap?

Breaking Free-- An emotional novel about a young expecting mother trying to break free from the pain of her past, while being on the run from her abusive ex. While running from danger, with nothing in hand, Katie bumps into handsome navy seal, Kaleb Song, who promises on his soul to protect the woman and her unborn child from any endangerment that is lurking around the corner. Will Katie break free from the pain and fear that her ex caused her, so that she would be able to trust and fall in love again?

During the helicopter ride back, I remained silent. According to the instructions in that strange text, I just had to continue living a numb, obedient existence for two more days, and then I would die. It promised to reward me with a second life, and honestly, that wasn’t that hard. I had held on for so long. Waiting two more days until my death made no difference. The moment we stepped off the helicopter, a slender figure stood in the way of the exit. The fake heiress, Vanessa York, sized me up.

"Smart move. They dodged the spotlight and slipped past the rules without having to pay immediately or cause a stir. "With 14.7%, they just need to scoop up another 3.3% from other shareholders. Come Monday, James will walk into the company and find out SAM now goes by the name Rofey and he's been outsmarted."

I tell Ric and he excuses himself to talk to his secretary. Suspiciously, I slide the answer icon and I bring the phone to my ears. "Joanna Williams speaking, how may I help you?" "Good morning, Miss Williams." A soft female voice speaks from the other end. "I am Mercy the founder of Women's right association. WRA is an organisation that works to help women that are in abusive marriages and I am reaching out because a friend of mine told me that you might need our help." I stay silent for a long second trying to make out what she just told me.

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The man who had promised to love me and had spent four years breaking me instead. He was out there somewhere. Planning. Waiting. But I was done waiting for him to make the first move. Tomorrow, I would walk into that festival and I would not look over my shoulder. Tomorrow, I will take back what was mine. Please, I prayed silently, to no one and everyone. Please let tomorrow go smoothly. Please let me have this one thing. Beside me, Cameron stirred and pulled me closer. "Stop thinking," he mumbled against my hair. "I can't."