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Chapter 9 - The Woman I Planned to Marry Arrived at My Door With a Ring—And Admitted She Had Known About the Boys for YearsBrielle came to the house.

She wasn't angry.

She was crying.

“You know, don't you?”

I stared.

“Know what?”

“About your sons.”

I felt cold.

“How?”

“My father knew.”

She explained.

Her engagement to me had never been romantic.

It was part of the same alliance.

She had been told Mara was unstable.

She had been told I couldn't have children.

She had been promised a position in the family.

She hated it.

She had wanted to warn me.

But she was afraid.

I understood.

“I won't blame you.”

She gave me the ring.

“I don't want this.”

Neither did I.

She left.

That night, I finally threw the ring away.

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Not because I was angry.

Because it belonged to a life that was never mine.

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