pale with pain and fury, positioned hi
you. She'
was low,
d, a cold,
After faking her death to g
r wanted to. Tiffany' s
s eyes burning. "Because of you.
do? I gave her a chance to be a h
dney. My kidney. The one he
t. "You shipped her off to that c
Top-notch!" Rick roare
ey never came. She got sepsis. They couldn' t do anything w
written from that cold, sterile room in the wellness clinic.
e hand. "Details. Exc
mall, poor house, his
y here if she were
e me want to weep, bu
licker in Momma' s
gs. Before
house. Not Rick himself,
Momma, their voices
"friendly warning" about h
lling beam. That' s how David got his limp. That'
e I' d lie on that table and give up a p
resh wound. Rick' s power
ma," David said, his jaw
small room like
tificate? A grave? Or is this all just
his was about money. His
ed at the wo
grief. It had stolen her sight, bit by bit. Glaucoma, th
so much. And he d
what he wa
ee me alive, so he could puni
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