The Bride Who Vanished: His Public Humiliation

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, Chloe, was t

d poised to run, a heroic silho

iced through me – my first life,

ashing against debris, crushing the bon

yet he blamed me, p

n marr

for a twisted, p

everyone I was a monster, even my own par

ant hell until he locked me in a s

: the fire, the screams, Ry

ayal, every whispered accusation f

ice of my first life fuel

s time,

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ferno, screaming Chloe' s name,

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estiny would

revenge would