Chapter Eight

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        Oh, shit, shit, shit.

        I exhale slowly and stiffly turn around to face him.

        "What are you talking about?" I feigned shock, "Are you suggesting you have a child out of marriage?" 

         I spoke the last part loudly, drawing attention to him. It was either shame his marriage and his child or leave me be. The famous businessman couldn't afford to have his precious reputation ruined, now could he?

         He glared at me, blue eyes clouded with fury, "Whatever do you mean?" he gritted out.

         I smirked satisfied, "Nothing at all."

         I left him, but soon the feeling of heartbreak washed over me again. Yes, I had wanted him, I had wanted him so badly I thought I'd die if I didn't have him. But he was married. There was no way for us to be together. We just weren't meant to be.

        Yes, we were meant for each other.

        But we weren't meant to be.

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