You Broke My Heart, Now Watch Me Rise
It was a video.
Marcus and Tiara filled the screen, laughing, bodies pressed close as music thumped loudly in the background. From all indications, it was a club, expensive, loud and glowing with excess. Tiara twirled dramatically, her hair flying, while Marcus stood behind her, arms around her waist, grinning like a man who had never known lack a day in his life.
He raised a glass toward the camera, wrist flashing with a watch Elena had never seen before. It screamed designer, new and expensive.
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