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Everyone in Ashford thought Y/N and Rowan Hayes had the kind of love that lasted forever—until one load of laundry proved otherwise. A lipstick stain that “ain’t my shade of pink.” Perfume she doesn’t own. A wine stain on the pocket of a man who doesn’t drink red. One by one, Rowan’s carefully hidden secrets begin to unravel, and Y/N realizes that all the Ajax in the world ain’t gonna clean his dirty laundry. Some lies can be washed away. His never will.