My Broken Voice, My Undeniable Power

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us for exactly two seconds. Then, he lunged. His

elt my collarbone grind under the s

ches from my ear. He used that familiar, low, gravelly v

age today," Faron murmured.

s mouth. The acid in my stomach churned so violently I t

t the sensitive skin of my neck. "Those other w

cago five years ago. I saw the dark alley. I saw the glint of the mugger's blade. I saw Faron throwing his body

brave, selfless boy who had bled for me in the rain superimposed ov

read of gratitude, the final filter of the life-saving d

emperature in my eyes dr

pped myself out of his grip. I took a massive step backw

body heat against his palm made him blink in sheer di

yanked at the knot of his silk tie. "You ar

ood there and watched him perform, studying him l

silence. The only sound was the low, mechanic

uzzing vibrated from the inside

moving to cover his chest pocket. It was the fr

ht through the thin, expensive fabric of his suit. In t

d calmly, indifferently on the gl

reached into his pocket and pulled th

ation from Kassie was in

backseat of your Maybach.

e screen went pitch black instantly. But his jaw

de as his brain scrambled to construct a pathe

d my palm out flat, a silent, absolu

voice was as casual and flat as

on," I said, pointing a single fing

rs, my complete absence of jealousy, stabb

t, his fingers hooking into claws, aiming to

ed my back on him and started walking

I let my words bounce

keep Kassie waiting. Go