Chapter 2
Five years ago, I was just starting college.
As Lawrence put it when he was chasing me, “You’re so innocent it hurts.”
He really did love me then.
I was his longest relationship ever. We’even got engaged before I graduated.
Now look at me–unrecognizable from that girl, my reputation in ruins.
Everyone in New York knows the shameless things I’ve done just to keep my golden ticket.
“I genuinely like her and want to make it official,” he said.
“She’s nothing like you. She’s timid, pure. I have to take responsibility.”
I tried to speak, but the words stuck in my throat.
Finally, I forced a smile. “Fine. I understand.”
“I can talk to the Bennetts for you,” he offered.
“Don’t bother. I’ll handle it myself.”
“Suit yourself.”
He stood unsteadily and pulled something from his pocket, tossing it onto the coffee table with a clatter.
My heart skipped. It was our engagement token–my mother’s necklace, the one thing I had left of her.
Back then, he gave me his mother’s family heirloom diamond earrings–the ones I was wearing right now.
“Take those earrings off,” he said coldly. “Our engagement is over.”
I looked up
at him. Those seductive eyes that once looked at me with desire were now as cold as ice.
So that’s what he meant by wanting to get married–just not to me.
Five years together meant less than the thrill of a few stolen nights with someone new.
I thought I’d fall apart. Break down crying.
But not a single tear came.
I simply removed the earrings and handed them back.
Lawrence raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised by my composure.
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Still, he took them and walked away without a backward glance,
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