As the Moon Sinks in the West
From the back cover
That year I played it purest of all, dressing myself up as the proud heiress working hard to pay her own tuition. After I won over Neal Gilbert, the crown prince of the East Coast elite circle, he covered every expense I had while I studied abroad. I even fleeced him hard right before the brutal, out-of-nowhere breakup when we came home. But he loved me so deeply that the harshest thing he ever said to me was only this.
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