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Chapter Thirteen - The Masquerade Ball

After Matt left, I ripped into the box like a rabid dog and discovered the most beautiful gown I’d ever seen in my life—and it was perfectly my size, complete with a matching midnight blue satin mask.

 
 
 
Chapter Twelve - Daddy's Girl

“That makes no sense whatsoever,” Emmy said as she sighed into the phone. “It was so obvious he was crazy about you. Are you sure that’s what they said?”

 
 
 
Chapter Eleven - The Last Note

“No, way. He’s Conor’s grandson?” Emmy asked, still as shocked now as she was when I’d first told her the night before.

 
 
 
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