Evelyn's POV“You always do this thing,” I said calmly, not even pulling away yet. “After you mess around with those women, you come back and buy me a Louis Vuitton Capucines bag. Am I wrong?”A faint smile curled on my lips. Even I could hear how cold it sounded.“At first, I actually took it seriously.” I went on lightly, like I was talking about someone else’s story. “I even made a whole display wall for them. Just for your ‘thoughtful gifts.’ I lined them up one by one, color coded, size ordered. Basically a museum exhibit.”I paused, letting my eyes land on him.“Then I realized something,” my voice stayed calm, almost too calm. “I wasn’t the only one being ‘collected.’”His expression started to stiffen.“Your little girlfriends,” I said casually, like it was small talk, “all had one too. So what, was the Capucines having a sale this season? Or did you just buy them in bulk?”The air tightened. It was like someone had grabbed the room by the throat.I thought I was already calm,
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