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Aiden Fordham was sitting in his executive chair, his knuckles whitened from the pressure of gripping the sapphire sleeve buttons tightly in his palm.
The cold metal stung painfully against his skin.
They were the birthday gift she had given him last year.
What did he say at the time?
He said he didn’t like blue.
Then he casually tossed them into the drawer of the lounge.
He wished he could slap himself now.
His gaze fell on the small p ...
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