The Unwanted Wife He Broke In Rain

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ful kind. It was the oppressive kind, the sort that pre

stack of reports. Three days. It h

servant's quarters or the attic, nursing her wounded pride. She wanted me

ive her the

She needed to understand that Elena was under my prote

ested the morning after the ball. "Just yo

om Sera's cold, dead eyes. I need

a post them. *Family time,* the captions read. I wanted Ser

on Tuesday. The

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the emptiness. "Ear

ds left my mouth. She would have the kettle

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hand on the c

. "She's probably asleep

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unlocked. I p

said. "I w

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ets were tight, undisturb

small closet. Her grey un

the bath

in the attic,

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pt

e beam of my flashlight

unease started at

ell are you?

airs and called th

is my

en't seen her since the ball.

plastic creaked. "You thought she was w

sir.

"Check the grounds.

She was hiding somewhere, trying t

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accounts. I had given her a black card. I h

one, she wou

gged

Three months ago

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't touch

lding a glass of wi

I said, starin

r glass. "Maybe she finally realized she doe

r a second, her voice

She's an orphan. I am her world. S

e phone and di

g. When she tries to buy a sandwich, I want the c

leaned back

game, Sera," I said to the e