CHAPTER 87

EMILY'S POV.

I hid my hands behind a jug of orange juice, and felt the need to leave the place.

"I have no idea." I said, and she smiled.

"Isn't it disturbing to sleep with your fiancé's relative?" She asked, and my eyes shot to hers.

"What?" I asked, finding it hard to breathe.

"I mean ...

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