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Chapter 48 - Awkward Affections
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Isabel’s POVI could clearly feel Lilith’s malice in her eyes. She didn’t just want Emerson—she wanted to erase me entirely. As if my mere existence threatened her place by his side.Even now, with Emerson under her spell, she seemed bothered by the thought that he still cared about my dating life. Albeit in a twisted, controlling way. As if he still had a right to decide my fate. I could see the possessiveness in his gaze. The way his eyes darkened whenever Robert spoke to me.I turned to Robert, offering him an apologetic smile. Though I knew it wouldn't soften the blow. "I did sign the agreement," I admitted. The disappointment in his eyes was palpable, and I hated seeing that look on his face. He had been so kind, so understanding. And now he had to face the consequences of my past choices."But it had nothing to do with ‘Mrs. Williams’," I added, my voice laced with a hint of sarcasm. I deliberately emphasized "Mrs. Williams," glancing over at Lilith. It was a reminder that she
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