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DchenemiHi! I'm sure you must've noticed how short the chapters are, I'm so sorry. A lot gas been going on but I'm working on the, final chapters and I'll be uploading them batch by batch after Christmas. Happy Holidays by the way and have a wonderful day! Thank you for sticking with this book thus far, I love you!
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The Forgotten Marriage Chapter 364
AMELIA The hours crawled by with excruciating slowness. Jessica and I sat in the living room, remnants of our lunch spread across the coffee table, neither of us having much appetite. The black car hadn't returned, but I kept glancing out the window anyway, expecting—or dreading—to see it again. I
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BERTHA I stared at my reflection in the large vanity mirror, my fingers trembling with barely contained rage as I adjusted the diamond pendant around my neck. The weight of it felt suffocating, much like everything else in this oppressive fucking mansion. The warm golden light from the lamps above
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"What's wrong?" I pushed myself up from the vanity chair, turning to face him directly. My voice trembled with emotion as I continued, "How could you? How could you lie to me like this?" His face hardened, authority creeping into his tone. "I don't know what's gotten into you, but you will not spea
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BERTHA I stood frozen in the doorway, my heart hammering against my ribs as I stared up at Roman. The corridor light cast shadows across his face, making his expression even more unreadable. My fingers gripped the doorframe for support, suddenly feeling like my legs might give out beneath me. “Rom
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He leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered, "I know everything you did, Bertha." His breath was warm against my skin, making me shudder. "Every little scheme, every careful plan. But don't worry..." He paused, and I could hear the smile in his voice as he continued, "I won't
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Yaakov’s grand ballroom glittered with enough crystal and gold to make my fucking eyes burn with irritation, or maybe that was just the tension headache building behind my temples. Yaakov's hand pressed firmly against my lower back as he guided me through the crowd, his touch both possessive and pro
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"I'm afraid I'll have to counter that offer, Mr. Henderson." Roman's voice was smooth as silk, but there was steel underneath. "I'd like a word with my stepmother, if you don't mind." The way he said 'stepmother' made my skin crawl – it dripped with barely concealed contempt. Mr. Henderson's jovial
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BERTHA I woke up feeling dizzy and confused. My head was pounding as I opened my eyes and tried to figure out where I was. The room slowly came into focus - it was nice, with light walls and dark furniture, but I didn't recognize it at all. There was a big red chair in the corner that caught my eye
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"You should hate me," I whispered, my voice breaking. "After what I did, you should hate me." "I know," he agreed, the ghost of a smile touching his lips. "It would be so much easier if I did." A tear slipped down my cheek before I could stop it. Roman reached out, hesitated, then gently brushed i
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Roman chuckled, the rich sound sending heated shivers down my abdomen. His eyes crinkled at the corners, making him look more like the man I remembered. "So did you," he replied, nodding toward my pixie cut. I reached up self-consciously to touch the ends of my damp hair. "Maybe it should be called
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Roman suddenly cleared his throat and dragged his gaze away. He ran a hand through his short blonde hair, sending droplets flying. "I'll get you something dry," he said, his voice rougher than before. He disappeared down a hallway without waiting for my response. Left alone, I took the opportunity
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AMELIA My mouth opened, but no sound came out. Words, which had never failed me before, suddenly evaporated from my mind like morning dew under a harsh sun. I stood there, gun still stupidly hanging from my fingers, staring at the stranger-not-stranger before me. Roman Wellington. But not my Roman
