Friend Stole My Husband, I Divorced & Stepped…

I’m asking you one last time.

What are you planning to do? I placed both hands on the table, lacing my fingers together to keep them from shaking. I looked at him and then at Lucy.

That’s a question I should be asking you. Lucy bit her lip, trying to maintain a serene expression. Carmen, don’t complicate things.

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