28: Futile

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Cole's POV. I had never chased a woman before. Never had to. But Emily? She was making me do things I never imagined myself doing. It started with simple gifts…luxury handbags from exclusive designer brands, rare perfumes that only a handful of people in the world could own, diamond-studded jewelry that cost more than most people’s annual salaries. I thought they would impress her, make her acknowledge me. But she returned every single one. Not once. Not twice. Every damn time. Then I tried something different. Something sentimental. First-edition books, carefully preserved with pages so delicate they had to be handled with gloves. Vintage records from artists she loved, ones that were nearly impossible to find. Pieces of art that spoke to the very soul of who she was. Still returne

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