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Chapter 33

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Orana’s point of view

Carla. That was the name of Vaughn’s ex, right?

She pulled out the chair across from me and sat down without asking, then crossed her very long legs while I sat down.

She looked as if she had just come out of the runway. Her hair sat in a tight bun, not a strand out of place. Her shoulders were straight, like she had trained her whole life to hold them that way.

I hated how fast I compared myself. She was everything I wasn’t. She had a slender body, long legs, and the perf
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