~{BEVERLEY'S POV}~
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".…your ex husband?" She guessed and I nodded.
"But you're no longer with him."
"Yes. The thing is I…"
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door which interrupted what I wanted to say.
"Let me go get that, I'll be back soon." She assured me before hurrying out of the kitchen.
I sat there thinking of a way to explain things to her because I felt someone needed to know.
Not long after she left, she came rushing back into the kitchen.
"Were you expecting someone…anyone?" She asked and I frowned before shaking my head.
"Someone's at the door waiting to see you," she informed me.
"What? Who?"
"Your ex husband, Damion."
I slowly got on my feet as shock covered my face. He didn't know where I was so how was he here in Paris?
This could mean only one thing…. someone was following me on his order.
