The next day, I was in the study, drafting the mate-bond dissolution agreement, when I accidentally knocked my pen off the desk. As I reached to retrieve it, my fingers brushed against a small chest hidden beneath the desk.Curious, I pulled it out and lifted the lid—inside were dozens of sketches, every single one drawn by Anthony. However, they were not of me.Every drawing was of Emma. He had also written words to her on the back of each sketch.[Dear Emma, you look so beautiful in a wedding dress. However, I could only watch as you stood beneath the full moon and exchanged vows with Andrew.][Dear Emma, Sophia keeps begging me to draw her, but I only want to draw you. She doesn't deserve it.][Dear Emma, Sophia looks a little like you, so every time I take her from behind, I pretend she's you. But no matter how much I try, she will never compare to you.]I finally understood why Anthony had never sketched me despite being so talented at drawing. Every day, he put on an act in
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