Prologue

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Ella Cross perched herself on the edge of his bed. How did it come to this?  She rolled over, letting her eyes roam over the shirtless man asleep beside her.  She took in his hard-core abs. His disheveled brunette hair almost covered his closed monolid-shaped, jade eyes. He's sleeping soundly. Ella glanced up at the mirror across from her. She found herself in the same situation before with Dallas Hunter.  The man only cared about his ego, never for her. That was who Dallas was eight years ago. He was a young and foolish eighteen-year-old boy. After she surrendered her fragile heart to him, he was reckless with it. Ella was only a sixteen-year-old girl and hopelessly in love with rising star Dallas Hunter.

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