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ever be able to make a living off her art, and that dream will

probably die for her.”

Dani hardly ever cried. She’d learned the hard way that

tears did nothing. They meant nothing. Right now, though, she

felt the hot prick of tears stinging behind her eyelids. She

blinked hard. Radcliffe was a formidable opponent. He was

utterly ruthless. Dani didn’t know if he was fighting for

himself or if he was fighting for Emily.

She assumed that whatever deal he was going to present

wrote her out of the equation as far as a suitable partner for

Emily went. It would be dependant on their annulment, on

them not seeing each other again. Radcliffe knew Dani was

smart enough to figure that out. He hadn’t underestimated her

like she’d first thought.

Did he see how attached she was to Emily after only a few

days? Had Emily said something to her parents that led them

to believe there was something between them? Or could

Radcliffe see it all on Dani’s face because she’d been so

utterly stupid and despite all her rules, her past experience,

she’d wanted to believe this was a good thing and that good

things sometimes did happen and that they sometimes did last?

She was wrong. How many times would she have to learn

that the hard way before she finally just believed it? What

would it take to make her lose that stupid hope she thought

she’d squashed a long time ago, but still apparently clung to?

Survival. That’s all that mattered in the long run. Some

people thought happiness was the one thing worth striving for

in life, but Dani knew better. It was surviving. It was carrying

on, day after day, just getting through it on one piece. If you

could be happy doing that, then that was just an unexpected

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