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investigative journalist, our powerful Senator fat
tent was to silence me permanently. I ran, only to be ambushed, drugged, and left for dead. My "ash
nating in his shocking engagement to Scarlett. My hatred burned hotter than ever; why would the man I loved align him
ying me at all? What if my 'death' was a deliberate fiction, orchestrated by t

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