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BRIAN'S POV

“I don't know what you hope to achieve with this, Stacy,” I said, as soon as she dropped the call with Blair.

“She's a gold digger, she will dump right into your things with another man,” Stacy said.

“Wouldn't you be talking about yourself, with that description?” I fired at her.

The displeasure on Stacy's face was almost instant.

“I don't appreciate getting insulted for trying to help you, Brian,” she said.

“That's the problem, Stacy,” I don't see this helping me,” I responded in a very firm tone.

“She was given to me in marriage, and she didn't have any idea who I was,” I said, “so what is this about?”

“This is a terrible mistake,” I said, walking away, “I wonder why I ever consented to this nonsense,” heading for the door, furiously.

“You can't leave now, Brian,” she said, “It’s too late.” Stacy said.

“What are you yapping about?” I rolled my eyes.

“You don't know?” She said,

“You just became an accomplice to the murder of a man, Brian,” she said, her tone ca