By day, CEO Jack Whitmore acts as if Emilia does not exist, never her name, never so much as a glance. But every single night, his car sits parked outside her window, and she cannot begin to understand why. What old guilt is the coldest man she knows hiding behind all that silence?
Liked this one a lot.
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Couldn’t get into this story.
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