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Outfit's heir, a bond sealed by b
o the freezing pool at our engageme
am pa
her like fragile glass, while I struggled aga
and humiliated before the entire underworld
g a scene, El
e stairs, shattering my knee and my dance career
pirit. She needs to learn she's property, not a partner. Once
urn to its master. He thought he could starv
as w
protector to his mistress,
his ring into
fer to UCLA and enro
g, I was already in New York, standing next to a m
pte
a Car
n't deep, but it was cold enough to
ging to my legs like a wet cement anchor,
rted, rippling su
Li
ed my heart since I was five years old. The man who
dov
exive, desperate relief. He
dn't swim
am pa
nning, the girl who had just shoved me in. She was flailing, screaming a perfo
gainst his chest like she was made
hit me harder than the cold. I stood
zero spreading through my veins. I waded to the edge, d
opped mid-note. Every eye in the Chicago underworld

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