Ainsley demanded that Galen choose between his dead wife’s memories and his future bride
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Chapter 14
Years later, Ainsley told me:
“I thought I was competing with Celeste.”
“You were.”
She looked surprised.
I continued.
“But only because you entered a competition nobody else created.”
That landed.
Celeste was dead.
Eira was grieving.
I was loving imperfectly.
No scoreboard existed until Ainsley built one.
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Then she spent two years trying to win.
There are games you lose by agreeing to play.
