Fake Bride, Real Claim
My father's signature sat at the bottom, shaky and small, dated three weeks ago.
Three weeks. He'd had three weeks to tell me.
Darcy
Dad. You signed away my inheritance.
End of Chapter 2
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveMy father's signature sat at the bottom, shaky and small, dated three weeks ago.
Three weeks. He'd had three weeks to tell me.
Dad. You signed away my inheritance.
End of Chapter 2
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