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“I didn’t say that!” “You love him so much that you would betray me? You would turn your back on me? Kick me out of your life?” “That’s not it,” she said. “Please try to understand what I’m saying. I love you. I love him. But I have no desire to leave and start again.” His fingers curled around the back of the chair. This wasn’t a conversation they should be having in front of an audience. Nya didn’t want to embarrass or humiliate Tag, but his pride would be wounded and she was worried that he was playing to the crowd. “How many times have you come to me and asked for my help?” he asked. “Every time you asked me to do something for you, I said yes. Every time I helped you and this is how you repay me? You’re a selfish b***h, Nya Yorke, and not the woman I thought you were. You want him
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