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ELEANOR
I stepped out of her car, the soft click of my heels against the pavement echoing in the crisp evening air.
The event venue was elegantly decorated, the entrance lined with twinkling lights and a red carpet leading inside.
I adjusted my dress, a stunning creation that highlighted my grace and poise, and took a deep breath to steady myself.
As I approached the entrance, my heart skipped a beat.
There, standing confidently by the door, was Marcus Kane. He was impeccably dressed, his presence commanding and undeniably attractive but he was a jerk.
Memories of their past flashed through my mind—moments of passion and betrayal intertwined. My heart hardened as I remembered the pain of his deceit.
We were once a happy couple but on our two year wedding a
