light flickered on, casting a harsh, unforgiving glare over the living roo
a tangled mess, her makeup smeared, and she clutched a half-empty bottle of whiskey
carefully stepping around the debris. The pa
umsy with drink and rage. Her hand came up, and before Elean
d in the small,
e taste of blood filled her mouth. A h
ed, her voice cracking. "You couldn
he stared at the crazed woman before her, unable to reconcile thi
d them at Eleanor's chest. They fluttered to the floor around her
ed. "The funding is gone! The banks are cal
ne of the documents. Her eyes scanned the page unti
of Cochran
her spine. She finally understood wh
lently. "What did you do to him? Why did you have to offend
gh her. Eleanor's vision swam. With a surge of adren
ing, "I just came from a clinic where
m fell
hly pale face, her gaze dropping to the faint, dark stain that was beginning to see
sted only
ound. "You couldn't even hold onto a bastard child?" she sneered, her words drippin
e stared at her mother, disbelieving. The last fragile thread
y. There were
lked towards her bedroom, shutting the door on her mother's venom
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