iting outside. Their eyes showed a painful love when they were looking at their loved ones. Their stand straight, their mouth shut, their eyes asked every question that
word echoed in
er voice low. "You knew som
I suspected. But Ryan wouldn't listen. He never does." She pulled out a silver flash drive from her coat an
h. "His father's deat
eased complications." Eleanor's manicured finger tapped the flash drive. "Tom's father didn't just steal your books
me an architect. Not to follow in his father's footsteps, but because h
tood Tom, crisp in his polo and khakis, handing over a gift basket lik
dug into Lena's
was alrea
king toward him. "Lena. Terrible nig
e on the counter between t
witched.
leaned in close enough to smell his expensive col
ment, but that was enough. The p
. "You are delirious, stor
oug
pale as hell, IV pole still connected to his arm. His chest rose an
ack. "You sho
hat's exactly what you said after slipping monkshood into my whiskey." He tappe
tionist froze with one ha
ng. "No one will believe a disgraced a
wil
, phone raised-recording. Behind
ut for Lena. His hand clos
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ng him sprawling into the gift basket. Ribbons
ce fo
is knees buckled, and his whisper with