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I said nothing.

“Answer me, Tatiana,” he said. “Now.”

“I think Mom would be horribly disappointed.”

“I think so, too.”

“Inyou, not me.” I finished. “She wouldn’t understand how you fell for the first parasite who leeched onto you at her funeral.”

“I don’t know why I keep hoping that you’ll see the light someday and apologize for treating her so terribly—” His voice was terse—“But I won’t stand for this shit anymore. Regardless of your childish and warped emotions, Elaine has always wanted nothing but the best for you and gone far out of her way to help you.”

I set down my phone as he spoke. I couldn’t bear to listen to him rewrite a history that I knew all too well.

Grabbing my purse, I headed to the west wing and took the elevator to the casino.

I needed a drink.

TWENTY

FOUR DAYS AFTER SAYING “I DO”

TATIANA

Paris Casino & Resort

Las Vegas, Nevada

Travis’s name and likeness greeted me with every drunken step I took on the Strip. T-shirt vendors, gift shops, and almost every tour bus boasted about being “The Home of Travis Carter.”

At a frozen daiquiri bar, I’d jokingly asked the bartender why there were no drinks called “The Punisher” on the menu, and he provided me with a separate leather folder with a special selection dedicated to Travis.

So far, I’d finished “Humble Kid Beginnings,” “The Ultimate Punish,” and an entire pitcher of “Bitch, I’m a Champion.”

I was now convinced that my blood was part rum.

Looking up at the “Eiffel Tower,” I snapped a picture and followed a group of women into the attached casino.

I’d drunkenly trailed them at a distance all night, becoming an invisible tagalong as they darted in and out of almost every building.

Boarding the elevator, I squeezed between their fluffy feather, organza, and tulle dresses.

“Did anyone notice how hot that security guard at Fat Tuesday was?” Pink Organza squealed. “I really need to get laid, so would you judge me if I invited him to my room later?”

“No!” “Never!” “Do itttt!” Her friends goaded.

“Don’t do it.” I slurred my words. “He wasn’tthathot.”

They all looked at me, serving me an array of blank stares.

“Wait a minute.” Red Silk tilted her head to the side. “Don’t I know you from somewhere?”

“Yeah, I feel like I know her, too.” Purple Tulle smiled. “Where have we met?”

“No clue.” I shrugged, shocked they hadn’t noticed me stalking them all night.

The doors glided open, and a half-naked guy in a Tarzan fit stepped on, taking away their attention.

I squeezed past them and stepped onto the casino floor.

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