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Chapter 735

Chapter 735

Chapter 80 : The Truth in the Picture

I kept staring at the picture, too numb to form a clear thought.

In the picture, three people stood shoulder to shoulder. Soren was on the far left, and all the way to the right was a man, slightly older than Soren, but they looked very much alike.

Between the two handsome men was a woman—a stunning beauty. She had reddish, wavy hair and a sweet, tender smile. There was something in her posture that showed how soft and gentle she was.

The other man had his arm around her waist and I could tell the two of them were a couple. Probably married if the engagement ring on her finger was any indication.

I couldn’t stop staring at Soren, though. He was young, and just as handsome and gorgeous as ever, however, he wasn’t smiling into the camera like the other two were. It looked like at the last minute, he shifted his eyes to gaze directly at the woman.

I could never forget that gaze in his eyes.

He loved her. His love was deep, affectionate and intense. It couldn’t even be masked in a picture.

And there was a scarf around Soren’s neck.

Was that the scarf that Madam Scarlett had told me about? My instinct told me that the scarf was a gift from the woman in the picture. It had to be. No wonder he was so upset when he lost it.

I wasn’t surprised that Soren had a romantic past. In fact, I’d suspected it based on some of the things he said about women and not spending a lot of time with them.

My breath caught and my chest felt like someone was standing on it.

I could barely breathe as I stared at the woman in the picture, my eyes darting over to see how Soren was looking at her.

Just a quick glance was enough to see that the woman looked like me… or rather, I resembled her. We had the same wavy reddish brown hair, fair skin tone, and even similar body styles. Looking at her, was like looking at myself.

My cheeks burned suddenly and I slammed the shirts on top of the picture. Humiliated and angry, I slammed the drawer shut. How could he do that to me!?

My heart cracked. I pressed my hands over my chest, trying to hold my heart in place to prevent it from falling out on the floor.

It all made sense now!

sometimes felt like he was looking for someone else or looking at someone else. It wasn’t me he was

women. So many of his friends kept asking him why I was special and why he couldn’t just let me go. He had made

spent more than a

wanting to see me safe, and insisted on helping me. He couldn’t leave me alone because I was just a substitute for him. I was his chance to live the dream of

I shook my head. Last night had been amazing,

trembled and I stumbled to the bed, leaning against the bedpost. I thought I’d fall on the floor if I didn’t hold

drawer just inches from his bed and where he slept every night. I’d been curious to know the answers,

more than a

trying to shake the tears away. Sniffling slightly, I wrapped my other arm

My entire body

to him. What reason would a man like Soren ever have to even look my way let alone

they were practically lined up outside his door ready

was because he was still hung

me. I knew it was a long shot but… I’d fallen into the dream. I thought that he liked

nothing to do with me. It all had to do with that woman. His

my head and blinked, a few of my tears slipping down my

given Soren a scarf. It was supposed to be a

genuinely surprised but he’d also been really happy. I was starting to think that wasn’t because he truly liked the scarf. It was because I was

surprise had probably been due to unhappiness that I had done the same thing she did. It was just a reminder that I wasn’t her… and he wouldn’t want me acting like her.

I was so stupid!

stop. My mind started breaking down every single interaction I’d had with Soren and

wanted to keep me with him so he didn’t have to think about losing her and I could distract him from the loss of the woman

blinked the tears away and I shook off the humiliation and

to let Soren treat me like that. I refused to be a substitute for someone

and confront Soren about the photo? Should I ask him what it meant in

what I already knew? My

say? He wouldn’t lie to me, of course. He might try to evade answering my questions, like he always did, but a man like Soren wouldn’t tell me any

could tell me what I already knew was true. Then he would just ask me what I would want to do and he’d support

give him the chance to try and

leave but what choice did I have? If I stayed here, I’d be humiliated further, especially knowing that I was a substitute. If I stayed, I’d be letting

My heart ached again.

me this much if I didn’t. I’d known I had strong feelings for a while and that I

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