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to Vanessa.

“You’re the one I chose,” he added.

Vanessa’s expression hardened.

“Did you?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

She grabbed the skirt of the dress.

“You picked this out for me.”

Ryan said nothing.

“Her dead mother’s dress.”

Silence.

“You knew exactly what it meant to her.”

Ryan glanced around at everyone watching.

“It was supposed to bother her. That’s continue reading …