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sent a tremor straight through
ouncil meetings, funerals for men she wouldn't bother to remember in prayers. But this? This was new. Now
chamber. Selene blinked, biting back the pain, counting faces-peop
f them lo
g to soften the knife wedged under her ribs. "You understand why this has t
iding every strategy, signing off on every deal using her own damn name. Five years of secrets and sca
y, just one person to remember what she'd
meet her eyes. Guilt
more than
single scuffed shoe broke the si
r muscles screamed, but she forced her
rcle, eyes locked with
nger, a shock, some trace of the partner who'd fought at
ed-over. He didn't
at was never hers. Five years tied to a man who'
arely scraped out-still a co
tightened.
cheek pressed to the floor, staring at Damian's shoes. Spotless. Not a
step closer. Won't r
at, talking over funeral plans, debating whether Marco or Isabel woul
She'd handed everything to the Syndicate: her name, her years, every future
rself as the pain closed in tight, I swear-it
r under before th
round her hands, heart pounding in
and a ceiling she couldn't place. Just an
touched, her name waited-
igned three years befo
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