The Stepdaughter Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 3

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In high school, Chloe, Mason, and I were pretty close.

At a get-together after graduation, Isabella, the most popular girl, suddenly confessed her feelings for me in front of everyone.

The whole place was buzzing with people cheering and making a scene. I was annoyed and rejected her outright.

Isabella was famous in our grade for being beautiful, with tons of admirers, including Mason. But Isabella seemed to have a special soft spot for me, which had always bothered him.

Because of my rejection, Isabella probably felt embarrassed. Mason seized the opportunity to comfort her, and they ended up together.

A lot of people whispered behind our backs that Mason had picked up my sloppy seconds.

Our friendship became complicated after that.

I thought once we went to different colleges, we'd never cross paths again.

But even though we weren't at the same university, he still found ways to spread rumors about me, just to make my life miserable.

Isabella and Mason didn't last long, though; I heard they broke up pretty quickly.

Mason would also be at the class reunion this Saturday.

"Ugh, what a pain." I irritably ran a hand through my hair.

But it had been so long, maybe he'd forgotten all about it.

Thinking that, I felt a bit more relaxed.

Over the next few days, I spent most of my time at home with Lily.

Besides taking her to and from kindergarten every day, I worked on my design sketches at home.

I'm a professional fashion designer, and I wasn't about to give up my work just because I got married. That would be too boring.

Lately, this little munchkin had been a huge source of inspiration. Not sketching it out would be an insult to my professional integrity!