Chapter Sixty Four.

Mitchelle's POV:

My grip on the glass tightened. Mirabelle. Of course this was about her. It has to be about her.

“Get to the point,” I said impatiently. “What exactly are you proposing?”

Natasha leaned forward, her voice dropping to a whisper. “I want Noah back. And I can’t do that with Mirabe...

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