choed in the ringing

of memories washed over me. Not just the bad ones, but the

of my jaw, just as he had moments ago, but his eyes would be filled with w

g the sunrise, "we'll have a couple of kids running around

around him, his happiness my only goal. I managed his finances, organized his social life, and

r uglier thing. The gentleness was a to

t looking for anything, just organizing the study. Curiosity got the better of me. The fi

ffection he showed me. It was desperate, passionate. He wrote about h

eart stopped. If only her father hadn't forced her to marry t

week after he

he waited for his true love to become available. My family's money had funded his lifestyle, my devotion had soothed his

harder, to be more perfect, to somehow win a game I didn't even know

althy family suddenly went bankrupt in a series of bad investm

ght her t

e'd announced, not asked. "She'll

immed from crying, looking every bit the tragic heroine. And

here, Mark. Th

orst of our lives. It ended with him

pt her, then you h

use. I thought they were there to evict me. The truth was so m

d watched as t

" I screamed, struggling

adjusting the collar on my shirt as the men held me still. "I told you Chloe was delicate.

xcuse, a convenient way to get rid of m

same words he had used before. "You can handle this. Three d

nodded t

The last thing I saw was Mark, standing in the doorway with Chloe at his

t. He was throwing me to the wolves as

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