Reborn to Avenge: The Heir's Second Chance
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hose a wife, these are the fi
lt like a golden cage, the ci
t I'd dreaded, the mom
before me, a nightma
rbilt then, the diamon
taken my ring,
, her voice cold as ice, just before her son, our son
the burning in my lung
rd her tell the police late
a lie that cost
ng in the same room, th
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my ribs, not with exciteme
teadier than I felt, "may I
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perhaps, from
y sculpted eyebrow, "Random, Eth
n my eyes, a hardness t
ntical slips of paper, folded them, an
mbled as I
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fold
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n. Captain
e. Captain
ptain, recently injur
choice, Mother," I said, a s
on my radar in my first
rf
Mrs. Ainsworth had, was surprise at being on such a list
ighed, a sound l
frank, this is..
rofile sheet for
nificantly disabled, according to these reports.
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held
acrifice, that' s w
ve father, General Ainswort
ter, Ethan, is forged in
oldier, someone who und
ted officer, Mot
once for bravery. Her file speaks of resilience, of leadership.
ng, someone real, not
, a life of superficial co
guided by principle, Ethan,"
knew she appreciate
owes her respect, not pity. B
t about me, it
y, towards the portrait o
happy, Ethan. Secure. This choice... it
her care, the weight of her promise to a man she
he societal backlas
l, the cold water closing over my hea
fueled m
stroyed me, Mother. This t
d again, a sound of
this is your decisio
orrow," she declared, her tone shifti
g will be i
to the point. No r
r," I said, relie
heading for the grand foyer
r ever-present shadow, Cha
fter a visit, no doubt s
bove him and belittle those he perce
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oth it over, "Brittany
nd Brittany in my presence, a pathetic attempt
wever, was a
oser by the arm, a
Chad. Ethan knows
r perfectly painted lips. Chad, though, still looke
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be chasing her, like in t
a bitter tas
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an! I need someone who
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