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Adelaide

"Stop asking me to do that," Alexandria implored. "I don't understand a word of what you just said. What does Alton have to do with Lennox? And don't you care if I'm happy?"

I did. With all of my heart, I cared. My fingers trembled as I clenched the mostly empty glass of Bloody Mary. How could I possibly explain the web of lies and deceit when I'd played a vital role in all of it?

"Alexandria, I do want you to be happy. I believe Bryce ...