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ep. Beep. Beep. Fifteen days of that sound. Fi

and forth across her knuckles. Once, that touch

ke he'd practiced it a hundred times. "When a

s holding back tears. "Braden, don't do this to yo

aughed. A bitter, soundl

er soles, expensive. He walked to the window. His back to her bed. His

about the power of atto

long as the wedding goes ahead next week, even with the bride... absent...

forced them still. Her nails dug into her palms. Her jaw clenched so hard her t

Fabric rustling.

ght above her. "Soon, everything

oney, I'm buying you that jewelry store on Fifth Aven

nces are a mess. He's in deep." She'd brushed it off. Family paranoia. She'd been so b

aughed about her art. Her lack of interest in corporate

e of sickness so strong s

lsea asked. "Can we transfer

aid. "But once we have control of Clara,

y. The company. H

her plan again. And again. Every det

. Before they left, Braden leaned over her. His breath sm

n peace

and hot at the same time. Not ju

The room went silent

o grogginess. No confusion. Just cold, hard

Her hand fumbled under the pillow and found the micro-phone. Serap

nst her pale face. She

ri

eraphina's voice was a w

s were steel. "Seraphina, I need your help. On my

old. Hard. "Tonight, I'm getting you out of there. Y

She sent the audio fil

slid the phone back under her pillow. Closed her eyes. S

continued. Just

ments over the intercom. Nurses changing shifts. Traffic humming