He was never mine
Precious rosemr billionaire's regret: chasing his irresistible wifemy stepsister stole my groomwedding night: my disabled husband made me cryfleeing the gilded cage don't want to be the billionaire's wife
“Thank you for your time.”
I walked out before she could respond.
Maybe the old Avery would’ve taken fifty dollars and been grateful for it, Arielle won’t.
I bought five new sketchbooks on my way back to the apartment that afternoon. Only black covers and white paper.
The clerk at the store asked if I wanted color options, and showed me ones with different colored covers.
“No, just these.” I replied calmly.
I got back to my apartment, opened my laptop and searched for design platforms online. A space where I could sell my work with no face required, no personal information, just upload and sell.
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