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... Watching Elly Campbell laugh and kiss her phone repeatedly, her delight so evident, Adam Jones felt a sharp, burning rage rise within him.

Had she found another man after being away for four years?

The thought sank deep into his chest, the weight of it suffocating.

Her laughter, which was shining like flowers,now felt like a cruel reminder—unbearable and painful to witness with the eyes.

Elly didn’t notice Adam standing right behind her. After hanging up the phone ...

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