The phone slid from my hand and fell to the floor, so I never heard Detective Hudson’s words. I didn’t have to. I knew. I knew he was going to tell me what my subconscious allowed me to see in my dreams was true.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA6NtedulYl
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There was gargled noise and static as Dallas reached toward the floor for the phone. She pressed it to her ear and, as I watched her, her eyes widened and she put a hand to her mouth, shaking her head.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCXFDSNzui3
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“Thank you,” she said calmly before hanging up, and then she turned to me. “John Monroe was found dead in his office waiting room. He was shot in the chest twice.”447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq5PsEQbAVB
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I couldn’t look at her. I didn’t want to listen to what she was telling me. All of this was too crazy. I couldn’t have been the one that—447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHRHKRtmEPA
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“I have to go,” I said, rising. I blindly reached for my phone, taking it from her hand and leaving her office.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡghqj3xhCuE
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Christian stood at once when he saw me, and I didn’t have enough energy to say anything, so I collapsed against him and cried. The last thing I remember were his arms tightening around me.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmEq5G29wsI
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Something shrill woke me. It took me a few moments to realize that I was splayed across Christian’s bed and that the noise I was hearing was a tea kettle. I squeezed my eyes shut and placed a pillow over my ears.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4wqZ7y016F
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The mattress sank as someone sat down. They said, “I made you some tea. You look like you could use it. What happened, Kendall?”447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQtLQeUbS9D
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I gazed at Christian and realized very quickly that he was the only stable, trustworthy, good thing in my life right now. He was real, kind, loving. Reaching out, I touched his hand and moved until he had room to lie, then I nestled myself into his body.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyvtUjBumza
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He had one arm around my waist, his fingers stroking my hip. His other hand was tucked under the pillow, his hazel eyes cool as he looked at me with a frown on his face.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP29Y5K9EzK
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“In the dream I had I killed someone,” I said, my voice trembling. I smelled the tea far off in the distance of the kitchen but it did nothing to calm my nerves. “I remember pulling out a gun and shooting the person, and then something fell from his hand. It was a name plate. Monroe. John Monroe was my old therapist and he died today. He was shot in the chest twice.”447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBgDMZm5H8S
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“It was just a dream,” Christian murmured, his hand in my hair. “It wasn’t real.”447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn1iPL3zmjc
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My next words were very tiny, almost inaudible.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ51vTcWE1GE
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“I think it was. I think I killed him.” 447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8RfQOhsBPF
