Chapter 52

  Eloise's POV

  She waved the dresses at me.

  "We picked these together after I begged you to stop wearing black every single day."

  I stared at them.

  She was right.

  They weren't gifts from Miriam or Harold.

  They weren't Ashton family heirlooms.

  They were ours.

  "You loved the blue one."...

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