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Chapter 2

Word Count: 682    |    Released on: 13/11/2026

ared at the long-fingered hand that had once slipped a diamond wed

begged for one kind word, who had believed love could be earned-rose inside her throat

really going to

r, her heart slamming against

Ericka trembled for show, mout

ill calling yourself Mrs. Howa

man with one arm, his gra

ated you meddling in Howard Corp's affairs as my wif

charge against he

ore, her fingernails digging int

tapes and financial sheets onl

d, pressing the muzz

y for your gree

looked at his cold face and let out a hollow laugh. She had burned her ten fingers in the kitchen just to c

her eyes died. What remain

is a nex

spine, her amber eyes b

tear you to pieces than

ylan's eyes before vanis

t have a

rms and shoved him slightly, sc

, watch out, she st

econd, Dylan's index fi

a

e filled the air. The bullet tore straight through Ave

pped. A dull, unfamiliar pain stabbed through his chest, s

against a stone pillar with the dull crack of breakin

ol carpet beneath her. A burning ache spread thro

e pistol. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead,

clung to his arm, and he froze, his face

her frightened act. Her red lips cur

r pale cheek. Faces flashed before her dimming eyes-her father's despair before pulling the trigger, her mother's madness

ll... my own bli

wed, and ice crept from her fingertips into her bones. As darkness swallow

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