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ver to have an accident. I was shocked to

imothy asked me with concern as he slowed down and ga

my husband's face online," I said nervously. Mr. Timothy smiled und

ok at the face of the man who was about

ssed paths, and I accidentally stepped on his foot, not

ating and never failed to notice all the

came from a well-off family. Her parents were billionaires, but since we graduated

ch for her online and get her new contact information, but she hadn't

. Then, I apologized to Darlington, not knowing his name, and told h

earned from Esther that he was likely a final-year studen

hat had matured, I realized he was t

I had gone out several times with Esther, hoping to cross paths with Darlington agai

heart raced when he held me close to prevent me

t me before I could hit the ground-it was as if he sensed

r a man; instead, one should maintain a classic and st

I saw him wearing. Even as he walked away without responding to me, I could see other young la

myself, "So this ma

exited his profile picture to browse through some of his timeline

at Darlington was single

ton Briggs with the slender,

s and how he got down on one kn

s I read how happily he captioned the post: "

d. I felt the urge to scream out for the driver to st

h my kids and his future grandchildren. Moreover, I recalled

p in the city and whose father was a billionaire, just as my mother described them. She had told m

ing the photos of Darlington with his girlfriend. I saw

followers-at least a million. She was a celebrity in

but I still wanted to obey my parents, even if it was the last thing they wanted me to do for them before I finally became an independent woman. I wanted to reach the Briggs Fam

her's friend under the pretense that I was his son's wife

y or sophisticated like her, and I knew I would be dismissed and labeled a wicked person for intruding on an

thy continued to drive for hours toward t