this?”
He dropped the papers onto the table and grabbed the first bill.
Tonight’s dinner.
Then the second.
It was from earlier that evening at another restaurant inside the hotel—dinner for two, with wine and dessert.
Ryan saw the name beside the reservation.
Hannah.
“Why is her name on this?”
I leaned back.
“For almost a year, you kept telling me I needed to change. Lose weight. Look better. Become someone you could still be attracted to.”
“Claire—”
“So I changed.”
He opened his mouth.
“The problem is, I didn’t
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