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I stared at the three men before me. All wore similar expression, except for Max who smirked, his eyes roaming over the tight fitted silk gown I had chosen to don today.
Clasping my hands in-front of me, I let out a shaky breath. Xander's gaze met mine and he nodded in support, giving me the strength to carry on.
"I have found this process to be very difficult, not just because of my husband, but because I have found that I have connection with each of you in very different ways. However, I must act as I feel and I feel as though what me and this man have is a friendship. A great beautiful friendship, but sadly nothing more. I hope you well and that you find the woman you're looking for one day, I'm sorry she's not me. So the man I am choosing to eliminat
