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CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN - REST OR PARTY?

Author: Ashley Wright
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Her revenge list was all ticked. She was supposed to be drinking, laughing, and savouring the taste of sweet revenge. But she did none of that, because revenge was not sweet... not as sweet as she had expected. Thomas was married, Aiden had cancelled their date earlier for a hot official matter, everyone was happy but her.

Why was it so hard for her to be happy? She wasn't the bad guy in the story. Ashley sank deeper into her bed, her whole body needed rest, she needed a break, to just stop and reflex on everything she had accomplished thus far.

She was drinking, not for the fun of it, but to try and wash away the weariness that enveloped her, the depression that was slowly setting in. She drank alcohol but even the alcohol seemed to have denied her too, it didn't work it's magic.

So, she raised the wineglass and sent it flying across the room, causing it to hit the wall and
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