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toward me.

“Your father is downstairs.”

My chest tightened.

“Here?”

“In the lobby.”

I looked toward the open doorway.

All day, I had searched the crowd for him and felt the familiar ache of his absence. He had told me he would not attend if I insisted on marrying Ethan without a prenuptial agreement.

“You are my daughter,” he had said. “Not one of my acquisitions.continue reading …