“My Sister Won the Lottery and Took My Husband — I Laughed When They Came Back With Nothing”

me for a fantasy.”

Sloane’s voice sharpened. “You’re enjoying this.”

I smiled slightly. “I’m enjoying my peace.”

Then I said the sentence that ended it: “You don’t get to crawl back here because your fantasy ran out of funding.”

Sloane’s face crumpled for half a second. Mason’s eyes went wet with tears he had no right to shed in front of me.

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