Melomiri

Traded For His Childhood Sweetheart

Language: en

I was moving to London to teach, and Declan was my biggest cheerleader. Everyone told me I’d hit the jackpot with him. They whispered that he was secretly planning a wedding, a grand romantic gesture to surprise me before I left. But then I found the files. Hundreds of emails and formal requests saved on his laptop, all petitioning the department head for one specific transfer. He wasn’t just sending me away; he was trading me. He was bringing a girl named Lacey back to the States. And the wedding files in the hidden folder? The bride wasn’t me. I didn’t scream. I didn’t throw things. I…

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