, a mix of ambition and expensive cologne. It was the final pres

everyone assumed I' d marry, slid a

nown since we were kids on the Up

liar, elegant handwriting fil

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stered the words, somet

text, like a Twitch chat over

s starting the 'Fa

. If she says yes, she g

fraud, get expelled from Wharton, and her f

ming he' s heartbroken over Ava' s downfall. He' ll spend the rest of his

od ran

hor? A fate-s

t scrolling, a stream of horrifying

ing hope that now seemed monstrous. He thought he was the writ

ed up

le audience

nna agree? Don'

' s always loved him.

aze, my express

on the note, folded it,

smile faltering as

to h