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Meeting The Graysons (3)

Dining with the Graysons was an even harder task to accomplish. She was torn between canceling or showing up late, but after weighing the consequences, she decided none of it was favorable for her. So she sucked it up and put on her best look and wore her mask of confidence. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing a peach backless dress that clung to her figure like a glove, with tiny straps. She wore silver heels and a silver clutch to match. She exhaled before walking out of her room.

Cameron had still not spoken to her. All they had managed was sideways glances, while she endured the torture from his family. She had been close to tears many times, but she had told herself she wouldn’t let them get to her.

She walked into the hall. There were a few of Cameron’s extended family seated. She smiled politely at them and took a seat at the far end. When the waiters came to lay out the table, she leaned closer to one of them and whispered, “Is my so
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