Chapter 8

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Liora felt dazed. How had she gone from divorce to remarriage in a single day? The man beside her—both familiar and unfamiliar—was now her husband. Inside the Maybach, she sat quietly, watching the neon lights pass by outside. For the first time in years, she noticed the city. Rowan glanced at her and smiled. "Regretting it already?" She was about to respond, but he cut her off playfully. "Too late. You're stuck with me now. No refunds." She laughed. "You're such a child." Seeing her relax, Rowan smiled wider. "Tired? Get some rest. I'll wake you when we arrive." Soon, Liora fell asleep. Wrapped in warmth, with soft music playing, the exhaustion of the day finally took over. She slept deeply—until Lila's messages woke her. Frowning, she unlocked her phone. Photos and texts fl

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