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Chapter One

“I WILL NEVER MARRY DAVID TREDWELL!”

Ariel Weatherly looked in the mirror and rehearsed her speech to her mother “I am twenty-four years old and I will choose ht “I have chosen the man I want to marry and I will do so” Yes, better Much better

There was a soft knock on the door

On impulse, Ariel messed up her hair She liked what she saw

“Come in,” Ariel said, and a maid opened the door

“Your mother would like to see you downstairs”

“Yes, of course,” Ariel replied with a sigh

The maid looked behind her to make sure Mrs Weatherly wasn’t nearby “I like your hair,” she said, then closed the door

Ariel grabbed her brush and smoothed her hair, then she smiled She wasn’t sure yet, but sheDavid, todisinherited Still s, she left her rooree She ht If she doesn’t …

But Ariel couldn’t think of that now She only knew that she’d use whatever ree to her plan

Chapter Two

SARA READ ARIEL’S LETTER, THEN READ it again She couldn’t believe her eyes As always, the letter ritten with a fountain pen on thick paper that Sara was sure cost half her year’s salary But it wasn’t the extravagance that shocked her; she was used to that

Ariel wanted to trade places with Sara She wanted to be Sara, and Sara to be her

“She wants to be me?” Sara whispered i

n wonder as she put the letter on her lap Wouldn’t it be wonderful to have the leisure to sit around all day and plan adventurous sche, for that omaniac boss could think up for you to do? Sara had coreat deal over the years, but that didn’t keep her fro jealous

Sitting in her tiny New York apart around doing her boss’s bidding, Sara gazed out theto the brick wall across the alley She could afford a better apart to make ends meet, she’d rather have money in the bank than spend it And then there was the fact that she was constantly telling her boss that she was quitting If she quit, how long would it be before she got another job? But choosing to live as though it one tomorrow didn’thouse with the servants, and about the two trips a year that Ariel and her mother took to New York to buy clothes What would it be like to have a dress made just for you? Sara wondered