15 I Didn’t Come With A Shovel

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Mara I couldn’t breathe. The shock sat heavy in my chest, pulsing with a quiet, furious ache. Darian had finally confessed his feelings—now, of all times? After everything? It wasn’t romantic. It wasn’t touching. It was infuriating. What did he think I would do? Smile? Cry tears of joy? He waited until I was already someone else’s wife—Lucian’s wife—before deciding his heart suddenly mattered. He’d rejected me once without blinking, then stood by while his family handed me off like some burden to be managed. He watched it happen. He let it happen. If he cared, he should’ve told his parents the truth. He should’ve fought for me. Instead, I spent two years pretending not to care as he paraded girlfriends in and out of his life like a revolving door. And the rumors—God, the rumors. Pre

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