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How dare you lay a finger on the only Emma White I love?! You might be called The Better Emma, but you are just an imitation of her. No matter how perfect and beautiful you are, you are not Emma White and will never be Emma White.
— Bright
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"A little," Ross admitted curtly, taking another sip of her wine. "Bright, just admit it, from any angle, Emma White is not better than me. I am the better Emma, Bright!"
"What I really want from you that day wasn't the cancellation of our engagement, but I want you to acknowledge that I am far better than Emma in every way!" Ross's voice quivered as tears welled up in his eyes, choking on his own emotions.
Bright silently listened.
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