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Prologue

Roman

I enter the charity dinner alone as always My tuxedo’s already testing my patience with this stupid bow tie and collar that make it feel stuffy in here I wear a suit every day, soat the bit I proive a speech at dinner as one of the prominent benefactors, but as I walk in, I see a man I haven't seen in a decade A man I loved and trusted A man who abandoned me

"Mr Danvers, is it?" he reht to be angry with ed my name

"Mr Edwards" I'm blunt, rude as permy teeth

He sighs, running his hand through his thick brown hair that’s gottenpause as he rubs the back of his neck “I thought that when you finally got out from under your mother’s thu”

"Why the fuck would I look for you? So you could abandon ain?” My voice raises, but I quickly drop it down before people hear us

“Abandon you? I never ever abandoned you, Rory, hurt, all the da, not him

“Bullshit I heard the conversation between you and Moical son”

“You only heard what your broken heart wanted to hear, but I assure you I wouldn’t have let you go for nothing If she hadn’t snuck out with you while I was gone, she wouldn’t have had a chance to take you” I stare at hi in his eyes Tears

He pulls out his handkerchief and wipes gently “Please, let’s have a minute before this starts Please tell me the devil didn’t co to pop up behind him