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... dancing in my skull. A dull ache, paired with the warmth of something—or someone—beside me. I stirred, pushing myself up slowly, but the bed was too soft... too unfamiliar. And the arm draped around me? Familiar in a way that made my stomach twist.
I wasn't home.
And worse, I knew exactly whose bed this was.
Did I sleep with my rival again?
I didn't even flinch at the thought. Why should I? My fiancé had long stopped pretending to be faithful or rather he was nev ...
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