floor. Dangelo forced himself to stand, his breathing
idential suite. He walked straight to the bed and sat
e deputy rushed in, pulling a p
u," the deputy demanded, grabbing Dangelo's
air of trauma shears and cut Dangelo's ruined shir
f nausea hit her. His torso was a map of violence. Thick, jagged scar tissue co
e. "You shouldn't have exerted yourself. The physical tra
Annabelle's body, his voice thick with anger. "If she hadn'
a prep school party, screaming at Dangelo in front of everyone. I despise heirs who only know how
"You went to the SEALs. You took that blast in Fallujah to pull your tea
irectly over Annabelle's brain. The shra
rap her arms around his bleeding chest, but she grasped nothing but
his voice tight with pain. "You never speak of t
Release the obituary. State that the future
ver engaged. The family elders will initiate a vote
, and racked the slide. The metallic clack was deafening. "Let
ed into something unbearably tender. He spoke t
r seemed to lose its color and substance, fading into a muted, echoing silence. The physica
roll of bandages, froze mid-air. The blood drip
t of blinding white light, seized her soul
high-pitched ringing pierced her eardrums, drowni
l of rubbing alcohol p
t hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird.
o focus. She wasn't in the rotting a
le blue acoustic ceiling tiles of t
white blanket off her legs. She looked down. She was
r wound, the scars from years of poverty-they were go
attack right after leaving the principal's office, Annabelle. You were hyper
nd. She stared at the digital c
into the principal's office and handed over the secur
tream. She bit down hard on the inside of her cheek. The sharp t
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