I exchange a quick glance with Liam before turning to the woman in front of us. She's in heels too but we're both clocking the same height, she has nice brown hair that constructs her face and high cheek bones perfectly well. I can clearly remember her name 'Anastasia collin', age. Thirty five, was once pregnant but lost her child, and is married to the late mayor, who's kind of not late, Harry Houston. According to the book, which warned that she's a very sly person and also a narcisst, I am glad my memory is doing a great job right now. "Anna" Liam calls, getting way close to me, like he's protecting from a really bad energy. "Liam, look at you, all grown up." she kisses her teeth."Well, what can I say?" Liam gently shrugs with a smile. The lady turns to me, "And your wife" she beams "Scarlett you are way prettier in real life than you are in photos" She waves her hand. "Thanks…" I nod with a smile. "Oh dear, you and Liam are sure one hell of a perfect match. But I never
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