Summary
Cracks!
My fiancé hit me.
Three minutes ago, I had been daydreaming about how to decorate our ridiculously expensive penthouse apartment, where every corner looked like it belonged on the cover of a magazine.
Two minutes ago, I accidentally broke a mug.
Then, Rhys slapped me across the face—hard.
My cheek burned like it had been seared by fire.
It took a full thirty seconds before my brain restarted, slowly piecing reality back together.
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