a Holm
back to the Avery estate one last time. My
2:00 PM. Edmund was supposed
irs safe and hurried down the sweeping stairc
o the massive marble ki
ng a bottle of water. He was wearing gray sweatpant
t. His eyes locked onto me, in
ack?" he snapped, ta
and tried to walk around the massive
hand shooting out to grip my upper arm. He shoved me backw
her?" He grabbed my chin, his fingers
" I said, keepin
ross my face. "You mean you played the victi
my stomach turn. "Is money the o
ck, but his grip didn't loosen
. I have a fl
his body was suffocating. "Running to LA? You
ir
kitchen doorway. Edmund instantly
ndation Gala, sir," the butler said
stepping away f
his face instantly shifting back to his pub
ntil the ink is dry on that paper, you are still my
tell him to go to h
reds of peop
I said
allroom of the Plaza Hotel. I wore a simple,
AGs-the wives and girlfriends of Edmund
of champagne. She intentionally bumped her shoulder hard
d a quiet corner near
staircase opened. The flashbulbs from t
e looked devastatin
wasn'
Beaumont. The actress was wearing a plunging red dres
d silent, then erupte
nning the crowd until they locked onto me. A sl
family's gala?" a woman
ther replied. "I actual
a phantom pain of a dying marriage. Then, it va
ing waiter. I took a sip, my eyes fixed on E
ok. Let the
/1/127349/coverbig.jpg?v=5c5680767d17ee51d59587e9a612ef54&imageMogr2/format/webp)