Rosalynn, puzzled, asked, “Yes, aren’t you here?”

“I… I’m upstairs.”

Rosalynn stood, dumbfounded.

Maggie was upstairs?

In Sanford’s residence?

“Maggie, why are you at Sanford’s place?”

to Live with him from now on,”

you… with

“Rosalynn, I don’t

she was

brow. “Maggie, I know you’re hurt

and Yana had dealt her a

a playboy’s

might eventually hurt

“I don’t plan on finding another boyfriend. Sanford’s

do you realize how fickle Sanford is? He might tire of you in mere months and

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