Chapter 3

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3 Past “Frederick, darling, don’t you love this?” Chyna asked, pointing at a crystal-cut vase. “Don’t you have one like that already?” he asked, placing a hand on his hip. God, why did he have to be gay? “Don’t act like you know my entire collection.” “Honey, I f*****g picked out your collection. Remember who has the good taste in the relationship. If I leave you alone, you’ll probably strip down the black leather sofas again and add animal print and bamboo,” he cried dramatically. “Then, don’t leave me again, fucker,” she said, walking away from the crystal display. “Don’t be such a cunt then,” he said as a matter-of-fact. She loved him! Any man who used the c-word as a compliment was someone she could appreciate. “I’ll keep that in mind.” “Do you want to get lunch? I know this

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