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Across the table, his sister Camille smirked. His mother, Vivienne, lowered her gaze to my engagement ring as if checking whether it had suddenly turned fake.

I blinked once.

“Excuse me?”

Adrian leaned back in his chair.

“We’re engaged, Mara. Not married. Don’t make it sound so… permanent.”

Vivienne released a delicate sigh.

“Men need space to breathe, darling.”

Camille lifted her champagne flute.

“Especially when they’re marrying above themselves.”…continue reading …

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