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whole body go nu

d read it w

hen opened it again. But

s. She knew his handwriting wel

d back, forcing herself

en mistake. After all, he had a lo

page after another, her heart sank d

y flirty word he said to her...an

r hand and felt butte

ze lingered on her

gifts because they reminded

ella's eyes, as she realized i

tter, the touch that gave her butt

Adrian was really seducing h

e panicked and tried

ized she'd fallen for him. Someth

gh school reunion party years ago when he interr

ned at the perfect time...so perfect that Arabella wrapped h

but everyone knew how protective of her

art thudded louder than ever

right then and there

each drop soaking the paper as

ng home for the small holidays from his law s

outh as a choked sob th

. Truth is, I've memorized every mark on her skin. She's my sister, for God's

d surprise her, she opened to the next p

t drunk t

it was a mistake. But I remember everything. Every sound she made. Every time she said my

a's hand

He'd alw

owed, the words blurring for a moment b

ly and cold as she read the last lines on the page, "I

love. I will never love her...because I ca

d that sounded more like defeat than brea

gh that did nothing to the st

ead. Probably about the pregnancy, the fo

le like him. Now it was time to leave,

e before he brought him back, there was no

d scribbled something on the last page; words he'd find

e living room, she met Catherine sitting o

ing at her with deep sadness, "As you might al

to fulfill your hap

d about the divorce so it wasn't news to her, "Don't thi

, you bit the hand that fed you. So don't play victim around me."

sharp, disbelieving, entirely humorless. "So what do we call y

with fury. Arabella was tal

arguing about HIS decision to change HIS will..." Arabella's voic

s. The sudden break fail. T

would still b

against Victor's decision to change his will in Arabella

r saw th

's side killed him instantly.

years making sure everyone bel

but that was all she could do. She d

he living room thought to defend her

her mouth shut, but she didn't have words

, "Making me take the blame might have eased you

se of your condition, but stop making him hate Father, because we bo

clenched and fingers digging furiousl

no words to d

doorway, looking back at the big mansion tha

Catherine even as hot t

paid my debt to this f

ain, "I-I...might never understand why you suddenly hate m

s, speaking more steadily this time, "I will co

tears in Catherine's eyes, but may

ith all her might as she walked out of th

to hide her uncontrollable sobs a

love. The hate. The pain.

hough only the top balcony of

ack for you Axe

ey-splitting it across accounts Adrian couldn't ac

r escape fund.

ew beg

book a cab and it was rare to find wand

of the estate, stopping before her

e pulled out her phone and sta

he hotel for the night wh

ticed the driver had passed the i

w to be sure before she spoke up,

resp

spoke again, "Hey Mister, is there

no re

gh Arabella's body. But sh

car!" She

driver

ill call the police."

car slowly c

step out of the car but

ella panicked but the driver maintained his si

led 911, threatening,

le as the driver suddenly turned

through the identity of her possible

r a reason until every