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against her thro
ng of the penthouse living room. I knew that stone. I knew the weight of it. I knew the specific imperfection on the back o
our eyes, Seraph
in the dark. Now, it was directed entirely at the woman sitting on the velv
re numb. Not the kind of numbness that comes from cold, but the kind that comes from a lack of blo
ht and airy, designed to make men feel witty and power
e cooed. "Are you sure? It l
e. He adjusted the clasp at the nape of her neck, his fingers ling
ring dust. It was the only thing I had brought into this marriage. It was the only thing I had left of
out of t
lia
tasted
ation to a weary annoyance that hit me harder than a slap. It was the
didn't hear you co
too steady. It was the voice of a soldier re
nnocence that made my teeth ache. "Oh! Jade. I d
oom. The carpet swallowed the sound of my f
. Not tonight. We have the gala tomorrow. Seraphina needs something to wear that matches
d," I r
It requires a certain... presence. Seraphina is the face of the new campa
itor
y funded with the blood money the government sent me after the funeral. The man who
ignoring his insul
ked. "Arriv
left t
Their remains are landing at JFK at 080
morning? I can't. We have the brunch with the investors, and
my parents
d of the warmth I had starved myself to earn. "They aren't going anywhere. A box of bones doesn't care i
tic noise. "Julian, maybe you sh
st wants attention. Jade, go check on the catering list for the br
ere for a
nd sharp, lodging itself between my ribs. The hope-that pathetic, whimpering thing that had kept me
off," I s
ffened. "E
," I said. "T
arned, his voice dropping an octa
last time. It looked wrong o
n calm in my voice made Seraphina
photos of our wedding day. In the picture, Julian was smiling, looking at me as if I were the only person in the
afe in the bac
ck of files. A black beret. And a thick folde
n my pocket. A se
0 wheels down at 0800. Honor G
ed at the empty side of the bed w
I whispered to
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