The Golden Canary Flies Away

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e in days. During that time, I'd b

Ethan Miller, asked, his brow furrowed as he l

nd, the paper crinkling in my fist.

ut he didn't push. He just

I opened the door, I saw Nathan's

the medical reports in my purse and took out a s

t unbuttoned at the collar, his hair slightly

he asked, his eyes landing o

to see. "Just a cold. The doct

hand, and pressed it to his cheek. The famil

t even notice you were sick

s a well-practiced performance, so

resting on top of my head. "Stay home

me with a desperate, almost posses

voice rough. "You're not

arms. Then I forced myself to relax.

o right

ere showing up at my door, threatening me. I was working at a high-en

loe had just left him to go abroad. He saw what was happening, ste

wined that night. I bec

ul, obedient, and supportive partner. All I wanted

iance endearing.

he murmured into my hair. "The o