Sanford’s scent, heavy with alcohol, filled her senses as he carried her into the bedroom, depositing her onto the bed.

Tonight, he was more demanding, lacking his usual gentleness.

Maggie bit her lip and had sex with him.

Exhausted after the prolonged encounter, she heard him murmur something in his sleep.

“Aryana, don’t go.”

The following day, Maggie stirred awake, her gaze falling on the still-slumbering figure of Sanford. She gently extricated his arm from around her and eased herself out of the bed.

Swiftly, she reached for support

caused her discomfort to intensify. She pushed these thoughts aside

ex-girlfriend; the woman

preoccupied with

moment to compose herself, Maggie entered the bathroom to freshen up, glancing at the

was nearing eight o’clock. If she Lingered any Longer, she would be late

for a moment, she shot a message to

be making breakfast. Anything to eat at

come down to eat?” Rosalynn’s response

paused before asking, “Is Mr. Hughes there? Will I be intruding

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