You Lost Me: The Genius Heiress's Comeback

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he gunshot wound radiated outward like a brushfire, turning my blood to

hispering vows, promising to kill anyone who to

eveal a grinning skull. The voice would warp, twisting into hers.

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ating dust motes dancing in the stale air. He looked concerned. Perfectl

wrists. My hands were numb, mottled violet fro

he rubbed circulation back into my arms. "I didn't want to d

ng like fire ants, but I didn't have the ener

pital," he said, lifting me as if I

and pumped me full of antibiotics. He held my hand. He played the role of the devote

I screamed ins

was weak. And I had

ter, he bro

he said as we pulle

et. The sprawling Victorian mansion opposite ours-the one that ha

aid, smiling. "For securi

through the floor.

ped out. She was wearing a white sundress, holding a clipboard, directi

voice hard, daring me to object. "After the bank..

could practically see the reflecti

kitchen. I needed to do something with my hands. I started chopping

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an hour later. He

said. He took a bo

up I made-my grandmother's sacred reci

" he said casually, snapping the li

antry. I followed,

one from behind a stack o

"I'm coming over. Yeah, I got the soup. No, she doesn't sus

lau

ddle of the kitchen, staring at the knife on the counter

minute later, the

s off," he said, kissing my

Brooke met him at the door. She didn't just take t

He shouldered the d

ged. A text

w night. Just us. The yacht.

closed door ac

o the empty room. "Le