Perhaps it was because I knew that she was right that I couldn't quite find the words to respond to her taunting questions. Bradon wasn’t my husband and he probably didn't care about me enough for him to even consider me as his lover.
"You know what? I bet if I dress like you and talk like you and then climb into his bed, he probably wouldn’t be able to tell the difference. He'll definitely think that I'm you," she said confidently.
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