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CHAPTER 77
RUBY JUNE. I paced around the apartment, my mind still drifting back to the magical evening I’d spent with Charles. The candlelit dinner, the soft music, the way his eyes stayed locked on mine—it was all too perfect. A smile tugged at my lips, but before I could let myself get lost in the memory, a sharp knock on the door startled me. Doreen, who had been busy sorting through some papers at the table, got up to answer it. “I will get that,” Doreen said, heading toward the door with her usual bright energy. The second the door opened, my stomach dropped. Standing there, leaning slightly on her walking stick, was my mother. Her face was set in a deep frown, and I immediately knew this was not going to be a pleasant visit. My entire body tensed. “Welcome ma’am. ,” Doreen greeted her poli
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