Falling For my Fiancé’s Enemy
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On the screen of my phone, a picture stared back at me, the one I had taken secretly when she had fallen asleep against my chest.
Her hair spread across my arm, her lips parted slightly. She looked so vulnerable like that. If she ever found out I had this picture, she would hate me, but I didn’t care.
I just wanted her around me, I leaned back against the headboard, staring at the ceiling.
I don't even know if to say I was blessed or cursed the night she stumbled into me drunk, mistaking me for her fiancé.
Even now, after so many nights, I couldn’t stop imagining her with him, wearing his ring, standing next to him. It made me sick and furious.
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