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Chapter 1 1

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y mi

trying to ignore. She pressed her palm flat against her abdomen, feeling the structured wool

above the counter blar

-three, please pro

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ir joy carving sharp edges into her solitude. She walked toward the counter anyway, her

she offered the clerk felt like it might cra

with pity. "Of course, m

insistent hum against her hip. She dug for it, her fin

rr

fore the second

r voice came out st

gh-beeping monitors, rushed footsteps, the p

plummeted to the

hat always made her feel like a child throwing tantrums. "I can't make

craped out of her.

condescension she'd learned to duck. "But my sister is in cr

t Jenelle wasn't his sister, that she'd been his stepsister for exactly eleven months,

. "Again. Maybe you should take this time to reflec

e background, calling for family

ien said. "We'll tal

ne wen

am that matched the ringing in her skull. She stood frozen at

ped her sho

his new wife's hand, his face flushed w

odded. She c

ck marble. Each step echoe

A notification from Jene

the hall, behind one of the flute

pillows, her cheeks pink, her eyes bright. No sweat. No trembling. Behind

d directly in

out sound, forming

. L

rrien turned around, hi

d. Ice flooded her vertebrae

s of covering Darrien's public gaffes, of smoothing his father's ruffled feathers, of watchin

her eyes threa

nting backward from ten, and when she opened her eyes agai

r thumb hovered over the block button, that final

umb ca

ntact. Bl

o

n of Personal IP Licensing. Her fingers flew across the screen, listing every patent, every trademark,

ed, his boots squeaking on

d. She met his eyes wi

ne. Tha

motion was clean, decisive, like shruggi

ash can beside the exit. She didn't hesitate. She tore the paper in half, th

. Her hand found the brass h

stop

was wa

ossed at the ankle. Dark gray suit. Savile Row cut. His eyes were the color of storm clou

gazes

in her hindbrain screamed danger, screamed run,

didn't l

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