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“Violets. Every Friday, you wear the perfume that smells like violets.”
I think about our wedding, how beautiful she looked as she spat insults at me. How the hairs on my arm rose when I put the ring on her finger. The way my heart beat out of my chest as I kissed her. The second our mouths met, an electric shock ran through me. I froze up. I never freeze up. I don’t know what happened.
“No fucking other guys.” He leans in, inches from my face, glaring deep into my eyes. A shiver of anticipation runs through me. “I don’t share. This year, you’re my wife. Mine.”
Did I just spend a hundred grand because I was jealous? Yes, and I’d do it again.
“Bella, where have you been, loca?”
BWTHHYBL
“The line is, ‘This is the skin of a killer, Bella.’”
TITSOAK
