Chapter 11: My Husband.?

TAMARA

Maggie’s voice came from behind me, laced with amusement. She leaned on my doorframe, her tone sharp with mockery.

I rolled my eyes, pretending not to hear as I pulled through my wardrobe, hangers screeching against the rod. I didn’t have the patience for her teasing, not today.

“That says a...

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