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Chapter 42
Aubree's Pov
*Then*
We began to have clashes, a lot of them. Not only because Jaden was lying, but also because he wasn't spending his time with me. He used to come home late at night, then claimed that he had work to do.
But I knew best. He wasn't out for work, he was out there with Isla. She told me about this everyday. She called me each and every day and told me that Jaden still loved her and that he spent his whole time with her. It broke my heart to know this though. My heart drained with the knowledge of this information. Isla told me this, just because she was being a good friend and wanted me to know the reality. She told me that she wanted him to stop, but he never did.
He was married to me, yet he wasn't into me not even now. What did this mean? He just married me so that he could be good in the eyes of his parents, and this world. He had married a broken girl, but was
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