Stolen Love, Stolen Identity

ing" arrange flowers in the main hall. She had a cryst

darling, could you come see

shley let the vase slip. It

g back. "Sarah! You bumped

Ashley's side.

so badly. My heart..." Ashle

rk with anger. "What is wrong with

protested, her voice shaki

s always glaring at me. She

will apologize to Ashley. And then you will clean this m

d at the man she loved, the man who had once cherished her, no

on the sofa, tangled together under a worn quilt. Ethan had traced the line of her jaw with a gentle

e present. This Ethan, this cold, accu

ards the broken g

usic, things that spoke of his true self. Ashley was holding Ethan' s favorite guitar, the one Sar

strumming it, ba

g Sarah in the doorway. "Ethan said I

ing forward. "That's...

n a manicured nail across the polished wood, leaving a scratch. "In fact, I think it w

cold dread.

hley said, her

med a valuable diamond earring, a gift from Ethan

oom today, Ethan!" Ashley wai

at girl has always been graspi

ion, believed them. He stormed into the ki

s face contorted with rage.

bout," Sarah said, her voice barely

d it against the wall. Then he seized a heavy cast iron pan from t

and again, a senseless, violent outburst. "You're a

yes wild. He pointed a shaki

o a million pieces. This was it. The final, i

sses, stood in the doorway, her face pale, tears in her eyes. Other staff

ny appeared, smir

e dripping with satisfaction. "Collect

of the kitchen, out of the mansion, Eth