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e Montgomery estate. I had one goal: find a quiet
rounds, their hushed conversations and sid
other Eleanor, and standing right beside
like the r
was the same look she always gave me, as if I were a
pulled a small sketchbook and colored pencils from my
a pencil. She began to draw the back of a tall, blond man and a
art a
even, with a face full of unearned mal
e sketchbook f
gh above her head. "You're a mute
d to tremble as she reached for her drawing,
t and pure, su
g the sketchbook from his hand. My voice
pled. A theatrical wail erupted as he threw himself
scooped him up, her face a mask of maternal fury direct
didn't touch him. He stole Zoe's
fect face. "Aiden was just trying to play with his sister... he does
ver, their arrival parting the sea of
fury was aimed solely at me. "Jensen! What the hell are you doi
ous. "Jared, didn't you h
condition... you should be watching he
den shot me a triumphant smirk.
"Jared, don't be angry with Jensen. She's probably
took on a pitiful tone.
etonated in the qu
o Jared. The atmosphere thic
e boy. Instead, he knelt down, his voice softer than I
ed Aiden
My husband, after publicly berating me, was comforting the boy wh
A complete a
ddressed her son. "Jared, take Crystal and the boy to the
people. Sh
al look. He turned and led Crystal and Aiden
of eyes and the frenzied clicks of reporters' cameras,
r face in my dress, her small sh
art, tight and brutal
t my d
ng had been all day. In this family
dy. "It's okay, baby," I whispered, my voice raw bu
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