She Was Sitting In My Front-Row Seat Holding My Novel — Smiling Like She Had Stolen My Life

by causing readers to assume he inspired the book’s controlling husband.

Mara read the claim aloud in her office.

By the third paragraph, Margot was laughing so hard she had to take off her glasses.

“He is suing because he recognizes himself in a fictional fraudster?” Margot said.

Mara’s smile was thin.

“More importantly, he lists the similarities.”

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