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heart jumping
se, a shard of my mother' s old music box in his hand.
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out the tr
wind that whistled through
se. That was
ed. I hated how
room, his expensive shoes
you can't afford. Jus
e held. It landed near
r. The reason
due today," I said, trying to keep the d
ld smell his expensive cologne, a scent I on
ve them. Are you one of those, Sar
wo years now. He blamed me
n't know what hap
ia
rd was
but to trail a finger down my c
e exactly what I tell you to be. And mayb
st. "Chloe needs you at the main house. She'
d to argue cases in court for
Sar
es
pathetic. It ruins
e broken pieces of my mother' s memory
p the larger fragments of th
experimental, expensive, and Ethan
it. I had no
s watching Leo die
t was a secret terror, a dark
st and tiny glass splin
as. But I was also
Chloe. I woul
d do a
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