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Chapter 83

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Rosa’s pov

I had hit my breaking point. Victoria had played her games for too long, and I had finally tired of letting her puppeteer the situation. If she thought she could sweet-talk me into submission, she was in for a lesson.

I texted her, “You know where to meet me a the boutique, my hands shaking slightly.

James looked up from his laptop. “Are you sure about this?” he said, a note of concern edging his voice

I nodded firmly. James, I cannot keep running away from her. She is messing with my life, my career. It’s time to end this.”

He looked at me for a second, like he was consider something then nodded. “I trust you. But Im keeping close in case merry go round avalanche.

An hour later Victoria walked into the boutique with her head held high causing my stomach to twist. First, the inevitable entrance — she was always beautifully put together, her stilettos click, click about on the tile.

“Rosa,” she said, smiling slightly. "You must have called me here to give up, am I right? It
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