“Rose.” Those long legs stiffened instantly. Without seeing that pretty face of hers, I envisioned its distortion. The same horrifying thoughts going through her head, I understood because they’d gone through mine over the last week. Since coming to the realization I’d handed the woman I’d been waiting for to my brother on a silver fucking platter, I’d been suffering from the same torment. Slowly, she twirled on the tips of her shoes until our eyes met. Enlightenment scrunched her beauty, but it was still viable. Still alive. And, still recognizable. There was a shift, one I felt the second
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