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ugh the shadows of the Kirkland estate porc
er bare arms covered in goosebumps. She pulled her thin
in her palm. The notification read that
to survive the freezing te
broke through the rhythmic spl
her eyes tracking the sound through th
empty outside. The main part
s, illuminated by the pale glow of a
er
his back to the light. Even in the shadows, his posture c
across from him
friend. Catalina, the woman who was about
d her arms wrapped tightly around her own torso, her shoul
breath catching in her
jacket with swift, practiced movements. He slipped it off his
d in their three years of marriage, Emery draped
d, and she offered Emery a smile that was so incredibl
His long fingers hovered in the ai
, a millimeter away from her skin, a pi
nd snatched the words away before
ar the words. The look on
g tenderness. It was a look of pure, undivided devotion. A look
ke that. Not on their wedding
g so fiercely into her palms that the skin threatened to split. The
s suddenly swept acros
gravel, the bright beams slicing throug
tartled the two fi
d, and in a fraction of a second, the tender man vanished. He was o
hter around her chest. She turned her head, lo
tance and the darkne
ment ago. It was a sharp, fleeting smirk of absolute victory. A sile
of the Maybach and quic
ok back at the foun
e cold and the shock, as she bent dow
slammed shut, cut
ned her head against the headrest. The air in the car felt too thin. Her lungs b
ted violently a
. It was a special push notification f
: Kirkland Family's Second Son, Hudson, to A
those black letter
er like a complex equation. Last night, Emery had shattered a crystal whiskey glass against the fireplace in a sudden, unexplained fit of rage. Toda
se the woman he truly loved was
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ar broke free, sliding down her cheek and dro
ped her
r this marriage extinguished completely. In its

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