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itchen island, staring at the small plastic cup Julian

inancial Times, his posture perfect, his coffee black. "He's consulting with Dr. Aris regarding yo

hese, Julian. I lose time. Yesterday morning, I couldn't

d at her with that patient, weary s

it there,

conviction was a crumbling wall. "Why

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had no memory of lilies. She had no memory of crying. She looke

he lilies no

covered her hand. His palm was warm, but his rings were cold metal against her skin. "

stened to in secret. But gaslighting required malice. Julian blocked bullets for her. Julian paid for the best docto

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. They slid down her throa

ding up and buttoning his suit jacket. "Sophia is coming ov

ze. "Sophi

a. She needs costumes for the charity

ed. Sophia had been her understudy. The one

around the island and kissed the top of her head. "Besides

behind was heavy. Sienna looked at the

lies. There was only the smell of

harp, grinding pain answered her. She gritted her teet

arton of organic milk, was her spare set

e in the fridge,

r spine, cold and violent. She hadn't used thes