Chapter 6
Layla's POV
He had actually prepared a candlelit dinner for me.
I stood in the dining room doorway, looking at the roses and flickering candles on the table, feeling nothing but endless irony.
"Sweetheart, come sit down." Brent graciously pulled out my chair. "I know you've been suffering late...
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1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4 
5. Chapter 5 
6. Chapter 6 
7. Chapter 7 
8. Chapter 8 
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