“Mandy.” I clear my throat and keep my voice as quiet and even-tempered as possible. “You’ve got exactly twelve hours to get the fuck out of Montana and never set foot in this town again. I might be willing to put up with your bullshit marriage contract, but don’t think I couldn’t disclose dirt on you if I chose to. You know as well as I do, that I could have done so if I wanted, and yet never have. Personally, I enjoy living a life with higher moral standards than stooping to your level. But get one thing straight, if you dare think you can come here and pull bullshit like that again, I’ll
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