I Got Married For Revenge

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ow, its soft light creating gentl

er into someone new-a woman hardened by pain, by loss, by whatever she had end

ed, the slow rise and fall of her chest, the quiet si

of hair behind her ear. She barely sti

led in my chest

e was gone forever. But here she was-alive,

ith her now felt unreal-like a dream I wasn't sure

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years

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aking into his shirt. His arm d

injury-BP dropping, heart rate tachycardic! Pupils uneq

arely understood as a team of nurses and par

her, my heart pounding

can't go a

I heard her, but I wasn't ready to listen. My br

ther," I snapp

trauma bay," she cut in.

to be there. But what could I do? I

ulder, her voice gentle. "Sir, y

m f

e blee

soaked in blood. It seeped through the torn fabric, but I bar

atment. There's a ris

nded, cutting her off. She flinched but stayed calm-like

r, my breaths unsteady. "I'm so

and stormed throug

ool the heat burning under my skin. I ran a hand down

out m

call her?

e he was made of glass-overprotective because he wa

be I should wait, at least until the

thumb hovering o

phone

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ped o

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rawled up my spine

but the two people in i

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iffside-One I reco

d deliberate, sent a chill through me. "I came here with t

my stomac

er voice light, almost casual.

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ushed

harp breath, ch

dy tilted backward, her arms reaching, grasping

the video

e body locking up. My breath

. my mother

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t. Couldn't process

ke. It had

Unlike Nathaniel, I had seen her dark side. I knew what

th

stared at the screen, desperate to find so

was

y mot

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unknown

answered and pre

orted, mecha

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re you?" My voice was

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onds later, the

now wh

ean I know who you are?... Do you think this i

emergency room, and you're wasting my time with a fake vide

crackled thr

She's definitely a killer. This isn't her first time

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ne wen

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ng phone on my bedside table y

e. But what it l

ached for the phone. The moment my eyes

me numb

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, I

hair in the corner. Without a sound, I slid open the balc

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nt?" My voice w

five years ago answered. "Is t

that what we

l someone who shares

rested in the mind games the ca

on rising in my chest. "How did you know So

d. "Why? Are yo

lready confirmed it myself. I just want t

g just long enough to make my skin

ld you-that, I can." A pause, deliberate and heavy. "B

ed to react. Instead, I turned my gaze to the

right thing-report it or at least hand it over to the girl's par

as calm, al

have for Irene Lancaster. And worse? You let Melissa manipulate you into ta

ice sc

n't know what is. No-actually,

in why you called? Or better yet, who the hell you

I said before, I'm someone you know. Fi

five years. I told you Solane Blackwood's true identity so you can prot

augh. "And what makes you t

u to." The voice was calm. Amused, even. "She's s

retching just long enough to feel inte

on't help me...I still have I

rough me, wrapping tight ar

d trying to bai

"She knows what it's like to have something precious fo

make your mother pay for her sins. After all, that's why she married you, isn't

ent dead a

the balcony railing, my mind

h

s door s

g my phone, and m

en

m sleep. But her expression wasn't groggy-she was fully a

l

parted. "