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33. UNEXPECTED VISITOR
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2024-05-31 00:00:23Storm was gone by morning.
Had he left to Miranda?
Had he left to his other mistress?
Or had he left for work?
I hated being that woman but they had tainted and ruined me.
All I thought of on Sunday was the words they had all spoken.
It was sad that to them I was just a chess piece they could move around to their liking and probably toss out when out of need for.
“ Brandy.” I looked up as Damon unclipped my seat belt.
“ Sorry,” I said as he pulled back and took a look at me.
“ Are you
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