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A turn of events
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2025-01-06 23:39:56
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Farrow’s point of view “My darling Glow!” I exclaimed, stretching my arms wide, feeling her warmth as she stepped toward me. Her face, however, stopped me cold. The smile I had prepared slide from my lips as I looked at the bruise blooming on her cheek, the faint cut at the corner of her mouth. Her hair was disheveled, and she moved like she was in painI grabbed her chin, tilting her head left and right, my voice rising with concern laced in irritation. “What the hell happened to you?” Glow’s eyes darkened, anger flashing in their depths. “It’s that stupid Marrissa,” she hissed, her voice trembling with barely suppressed fury. I stepped back, crossing my arms, my eyes darker as her words sank in. “What? Marrissa did this to you?” My lips curled in disgust at the thought. “Tell me you did worse to her, Glow. Tell me you did not let her get away with it.” Glow’s lips curled into a defiant smile, through her eyes betrayed her frustration. “Of course, I did more damage to her
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Farrow’ s point of view The morning started as a complete disaster. Nothing—and I mean nothing—was going my way. I stared at my phone, my knuckles white from gripping it too tightly, and shouted, “I said get me the dress I ordered *immediately*!” My voice shook with anger as I paced the floor. “Ma’am, we are really sorry, but the dress is no longer available. It was purchased—” “Shut the fuck up!” I screamed, cutting her off. “I do not care how you do it or where you get it from, just get me the damn dress—or trust me, you will regret it!” Before I could finish my rant, the line went dead. “What?” I hissed, staring at the screen. “Did she just hang up on me?” My chest was heavy with anger as I stomped my foot on the floor. I threw my phone onto the couch and folded my arms, glaring at nothing in particular. “The audacity,” I whispered through clenched teeth. “The fucking audacity.” I took a deep breath, but it was not helping. I was so damn angry. So many things annoyed m
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Morgan's point of view I watched as Marrissa walked away, her figure growing smaller with each step along the shoreline. The waves washed over the sand, erasing her footprints, much like she was trying to erase me from her life.The finality of her words rang in my ears."Let's just stick to the divorce plan."I should have expected it. Marrissa had every reason to walk away from me. But hearing those words come from her still hit harder than I wanted to admit.The wind blew violently, carrying the scent of salt and something bitter, my regret. My hands clenched at my sides as I watched her disappear over the dunes, heading back to the estate. I could chase after her. Tell her that she was making a mistake. That I was not ready to let her go.But I didn’t.Because I knew her.Marrissa wasn’t the type to make empty threats. When she made a decision, she stuck to it. And tonight, she had made hers.With a sharp sigh, I turned my eyes back to the ocean, staring at the endless stretch of
