Melomiri

When Love Was Just a Game

Language: en

The day of Ashton Blackwood’s engagement party was a who's who of the city's elite. He was on the sofa with his fiancée, opening gifts, when the young woman let out a small, delicate "huh?" "Who sent this? A broken doll? Are they sick or something?" His friends craned their necks to see, then snickered. "Oh, that must be from Lily. Why's it broken, though? You've gotta give her points for persistence. Pining after Ashton for seven years and she still hasn't given up." "She's probably off crying in a corner somewhere right now." They were all laughing at me. Only Ashton, sitting in the…

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