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Lerato's POV I have been sitting in my room the whole afternoon, thinking about how to win James's heart. I know I do not stand a very good chance. His heart still belongs to Ayanda. There are photos of her everywhere. It makes me feel uncomfortable as if she is watching me, walking around in her house, sleeping with her husband, and trying to take her place. My heart is broken. James doesn't want to talk to me and seems rude when he does. I know his first wife was lovely. I feel inferior to her. How will I ever take her place? There is no way I can take her place. Even the food we eat tonight is her favorite dinner. One of the servants told me it was because they did not accept me as the woman of the house. They will remind me that this house belonged to Ayanda whenever they can. They co