hum star
ntom ringing in
ve years ago, she'd given up her neural interface, the g
el of her palm against her ea
work. It
nstant reminder
a direct neural transplant could save him. It was a reminder
life. A fair trade,
ot her phone. The one he'd given her,
from his
presence in the main stud
an. His n
s fingers
ived in this house for five years, first as his fiancée, then a
e he'd made when he first wo
orever, Elizebeth.
was ash i
ical. She pulled on a simple gray dress. Plain. Unobtrus
, its mahogany doors slightly ajar. Laughter s
her hand hovering
hear the
about the invitations? I think
r you." His voice was a low murmur, laced w
's breath
ncement of their engagement. Th
in this exact spot. She'd heard these exact words and her world had sh
t her with cold
h wound. "I am your benefactor! Our engagement was a mistake. A psychic
reed. He wanted the Ryan family's corpo
ouldn't cry. She
e, she h
ed the d
ssive desk, a portrait of power. Jaylah was perched on the edge, her red d
. His tone was flat, im
e," she replied,
ad to toe. A small, smug smile played on her lips. She
arty," Jaylah said, her voice sweet as poison. "We ju
ear. She wouldn't be l
nitus in her ear spiked. She focused
er, a flicker of something unreadable in
trying to decipher his expressions. Now, sh
th said, forcing a casual tone. "I've been looking
had prepared. The
oftly. "Art hist
sh start." He was encouraging her to leave. Making it
n materials together," she said, her eyes
me you need," he
r back straight. She didn't let herself falter until sh
the floor, her
one she had bought with her own money. She
sity - Tisch Sc
atulations on
hope in her past life, a last-di
it was her
ance and scrolled down
artment Viewing
nt for the 15th. The landlord is eager to
embled as she
ed. I'll be th
hit
. An irreve
he was pushing her out. But b
in this life. She would no
less like a phantom an