A Deception in Santorini

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I found the flight confirmation in Gabriel’s laptop.

The destination was Santorini, Greece―the one place I’d begged him to take me for three years, and he’d always said was “too commercial,” “not the right time,” or “pointless.”

Now, he was finally going.

But he was going with Serena, the widow of his late brother.

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I sat in the dark living room of our Manhattan penthouse, my fingers clenched around the printed confirmation. The sharp edges of the paper creased my palm.

The electronic