The Day I Vanished
ords hung in t
ian cancer, Amel
red at the polished de
cold, hard thing. It
gan donation. I want t
carefully neutral. "We can discuss treat
all, final gesture. "No.
n end. Maybe a
t cut through the
riend, vibrant, laughing, her
es crinkling at the corners when he smile
e three of them, ins
haos. Screams. The p
, shielding her. Liv'
, g
ce a mask of cold
ecause of you." His v
erful, ruthless. And A
on a cheap, com
presence. The St. Regis.
ce was as cold as E
ural firm. A firm Ethan's compa
t, bitter
d black dress. It hung lo
buzzed with mo
king in his domain. Jessica Van
ss. "Amy, darling. So good of you to make it.
ept over Amy, c
arrying. "Mr. Albright. He's... particular. Needs a certa
ight's reputa
signed to demea
. The cancer, a gna
"Of course,
andering hands and suggestive remarks, her
left her dizzy, a burn
red his
licker of something unreadabl
d her. Mr. Davies, hea
Either way, you have grit. My company could use someon
pe. A l
ull. "Thank you, Mr. Davies.
ife for hers. This suf
a hint of pity in his
her rundown apartment bu
couldn't reach t
fingers digging in. "Wha
his breath smelling
ered me
nd
ecli
ssed his face. Ang
arsh, brutal. A punis
e brick wall, the rough
, his voice raw. "Making me see yo
e of nausea. S
to, Ethan." Her voice
Jessica's name fla
is face closing off. "Don't
, answering the call. "Je
he wall as his
she barely made it to the b
water. Red. Like Li
ld tiles, the pain a
er penance
es, accepting it.
be a release
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