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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!

for someone else or looking at

friends kept asking him why I was special and why he couldn’t just let me go. He had made it clear

rarely spent more than

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

to my eyes and I shook my head. Last night had been amazing, but now, I

I stumbled to the bed, leaning against the bedpost. I thought I’d fall

the dresser drawer just inches from his bed and where he

nothing more than

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

heart was breaking. My entire

special to him. What reason would a man like Soren ever have to even look

he wanted. They threw themselves at him all the time. And they were practically lined up outside his door ready to offer themselves to him. But I

was still hung up

to think that maybe his special treatment of me was because he had feelings for me. I knew it was a long shot but… I’d fallen into the dream. I thought that he liked me as a companion or perhaps… maybe

no, it had nothing to do with me. It all had to do with that

few of

scarf. It was supposed to be a thoughtful gift.

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 unknowingly imitating his

It was just a reminder that I wasn’t her… and he wouldn’t want me acting like

I was so stupid!

it, I couldn’t stop. My mind started breaking down every single interaction I’d had with Soren and I just

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

a deep breath, I blinked the tears away and I shook off the humiliation and

but I wasn’t going to let Soren treat me like that. I refused to be a

Should I ask him what it

I already knew? My heart

evade answering my questions, like he always did, but a man like Soren

he would just ask me what I would want to do and he’d support me, whatever I decided to do. He’d be respectful… unless I chose to leave. Then he’d follow me,

the chance to try

I wanted to leave but what choice did I have? If I stayed here, I’d be humiliated

My heart ached again.

I’d known I had strong feelings for a while and that I was falling for him

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