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.416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgI2dVO7l1A
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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.416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV3h3uu4PsN
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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.”416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUHlf09i8a6
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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—416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkM5kCp3Zdk
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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.416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6buqdsNr0G
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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.416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb6QCa3cDNo
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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.416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdsjA2f1aEm
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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?”416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbatPLo8H0n
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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.416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡajVO3f979D
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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.416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZiEe0FJfBN
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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.”416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ5mcCfB0Va
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“It was just a dream,” Christian murmured, his hand in my hair. “It wasn’t real.”416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0ixRdFwOvC
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My next words were very tiny, almost inaudible.416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoehICGH5fh
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“I think it was. I think I killed him.” 416Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiQhixFgh18
