its hollow chill. Downstairs, the muffled noise of the ruined engagement p

e from the walk-in closet, letting

e had bought herself: worn denim, plain cotton t-shirts, and a gray cashmere sweater. Finally, she reached into the nightstand and pulled out a single silver frame. Inside was a faded photogr

between the layers of clothe

ly thrown open, slamming again

pled, his tie loosened, his eyes burning with suppressed rage.

oom, his heavy footsteps thudding against the rug. "The press is circling the entrance l

e folded a plain black shirt,

uriated him more than

n the Foley Group and Beaumont Enterprises is worth billions. I need those thirty percent shares from

doration that had once filled her green eyes

subtle leverage. Collin's fingers slipped off her sk

aring at his tingl

into a humorless smile. "So that's all I am to you,

e so dramatic! Ivy is your sister! She's fragile, and she felt guilty about taking yo

cted him, her voice flat and glacial

ed violently in his pocket. He pulled it out, and

fore the first ri

nough for Aurora to hear every word. "The reporters are asking such horrible questi

mation was i

y," he cooed into the receiver, his tone dripping with a gentle warmth he had never o

ger. He adjusted his gold cufflinks, loo

"Think about your future. When you're ready to be sens

heel and rushed down the hallway, his hur

ating back, her expressi

the mirror was the empty velvet ring box that had held her

phone and dialed

t ring, her voice frantic. "The livestream cut out right after you cla

as silk. "I need you to post a statement

ed. "What

s, each one a nail in th

r true love. Wishing them a lifetime together. As of tonight, I am

y Tessa's loud, hysterical scream of joy. "YES! I'm posting

ended t

d out the side door, using the private service c

he exit, her hand opened. The empty velvet

y iron gates into the biting night air, he

unces Single Status-Tags Ex-Fiancé and Ad

York skyline, a cold, liberatin