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2024-11-03 10:51:02Kylie
I stood in front of the mirror, smoothing down the fabric of my dress for what felt like the hundredth time. The soft, navy-blue material clung to my body in a way that was both elegant and comfortable, but no matter how I adjusted it, I couldn’t shake the nervous energy building inside me.
Dinner with Rage Montez. The idea still felt surreal, like some strange twist of fate I hadn’t seen coming. I had spent five years trying to forget about him, trying to keep my distance from the painful memories of that night. And yet, here I was, about to share an intimate dinner with the very man I had been running from.
“Mommy, you look pretty,” Liam said from behind me, his big brown eyes watching me with a curious expression. He was perched on the edge of my bed, swinging his legs as he observed my every move.
I turned to him with a soft smile, trying to push the nerves away. “Thank you
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