Reborn From His Flames
eked through
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mchair across the room,
over me. What had I d
get out
s, and slipped out of the suite, my h
was a blur of se
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saw him
tairs, dressed, looking
' place was undergoing massive renovations, so
ed over the banister. Her perfume, expens
nded on me, were cold,
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an,
voice sharp. "You think you're
ng about?" I asked,
, needed her. A classic move to get her here, to trap me
t *I* orchestrated him ge
happened," I started,
el smile on his face. "Olivia and I are together
xpecting... what?
would have b
the old Sarah
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