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eavy in my hands, heav
k a slow, deliberate breath, trying to push down the knot of anxiety tightening in my stomach. It was a
. The silk of my nightgown caught for a second on the fringe, making me stumble.
dancing shadows that played tricks on my eyes. A wave of irritation washed over me, sharp and u
udy. The heavy oak door was usually shut
pped throug
breath
st, a brutal, physical cl
the wall. The cup rattled against the saucer, a tiny, sharp sound
ion from
hed floorboards. A loose board creaked faintly beneath my we
the small lamp on his desk, casting long, distorted shadows. Two figures were
nked, trying to force
cked my view, his powerful form eclipsing her. All I coul
r sound, a soft, pur
iar. So horribly, s
my gut. My stomach twisted
oman's neck. The lamplight fell across her profile, illumi
half-sis
the wallpaper digging into my palm, the only thing keeping me upright.
saccharine whisper, laced with a fake, cloy
a passion I had never, ever heard him use for me. It
dropping to a vow. "You're the one
ripped through my chest. It was the mate bond, recoiling from his brutal, verbal rejection. I clamped
anchor in the spinning chaos. I squeezed my eyes shut, cut
e desk, scattering across the floor. The
he hallway like some tragic heroine. My pride, t
to obey. In my haste, my foot knocke
raped against the wall wiy, the sounds s
ron's voice was a l
t would break through. I kicked off my heels, holding
idened as the door was pulled open, casting a long, menac
a small, cluttered storage closet, the door left carelessly ajar.
I fought back a cough, pressing my
ght. He scanned the empty corridor, his eyes narrowed with suspicion. H
his face. He grunted, then turned back into the st
ed the shatter
landed on the cold, hard tiles, the chill seeping into my skin. I
high on the closet wall. It illuminated a single
began to harden. The sorrow froze, crystallizi
rumpled nightgown, straightened my shoulders, a
s just moments ago was left beh
d silently back toward my own wing
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