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een airbrushed into existence. She wore a beige cashmere set tha

, stood up abruptly. "I... I'm going to get

ance at her. She swept t

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was stiff, her perfume suffoc

aking Ainsley's hand. Her palms were soft,

Ainsley repeated

They're railroading you, Ainsley. Victoria is a witch. And Carson..." Sh

nd. "But you have me. I'm

cap

o a conspiratorial whisper. "Preston is trying to bully you

r hand away. "Wha

ave friends who will help you." She reached into her purse and pulled out a check. "I scraped this together. It's

ege student, it was a fortune. To an Eaton, it was lun

e to leave so badl

d. "Carson is unstable. He's not the man y

was flawless, but there was a tight

sley asked, a

ond. "Leo? Oh, sweetie. Let's focus on you r

st. Kirstie dismissed the name of her own son

Preston's rush. And now this woman, trying to

he check back ac

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the Hamptons.

st its sugary coating. It was shrill n

him

tie hissed. "Is that it? Yo

y said. "And I don't think

mere sweater, her eyes cold. She leaned

you," she whispered.

t, her heels clicking a

ey sh

ing two cold coffees. She looked around

she

y said. "Anni

can't. Th

legs over the side of the bed. The room spun, but she grit