little

hampagne in her flute, a sm

was out, didn't you? Playing the tr

e yet so different, g

e's company that provided the drug

erfume, a heavy, cloying

You need to remember your place, Ameli

atorial whisper, the same tone

my hand-me-down dolls. The

t, she let out a sm

agne flut

caded down the front of her

e loud enough to carry back into

s tu

her side in

a, what

Veronica sobbed, clutching the stained silk. "She

hadn't even been hol

now blazing with anger. He didn't even look at me. His entire fo

? So cruel? After everythi

but my voice was drowned ou

sk of fury. "Amelia Walker! Ap

an's disappointed one, to Veronica's

was no

he whispers followin

as a blur of si

sudden dizzy spell, insisted Ethan take her home

ce I'd been practicing for weeks – a Chopin nocturne Ethan had

nd blinding,

t, cradlin

et out a small, satisfied sigh, q

right? You must have dislodge

, a flicker of something – annoyance? – in his e

o me. He didn't

er face pale. "Your fingers! W

, a sickening purple bruising un

sic I

nfirmed it. Two fractured metac

"And I'm afraid playing the piano, or even holding a paintbrush, will be o

the white gauze a stark symb

the library, a book open in hi

your hand," he said, not

rtun

was

ce was cold. "That's a rather serious accusation, Amelia

ked at him. The man I had l

felt n

y space where my

my voice devoid of emotion. "It

fied. "I'm glad

sing his perfect brow. "You know, the do

ait

rthday now. Easier

cou

. "Good

ary, out of the townhous

ayes was over. Not with

iet, fina