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Addicted to Roseanne {GL} Warm
Chapter Seventeen — WarmElle's POVShe was smiling at her plate.I knew because she sent me a voice note at nine fifteen, whispering from her bedroom, and I could sense the smile in her voice even before she said anything worth smiling about. She said her dad had come home and it had not gone the way she expected and she would tell me everything tomorrow and goodnight.I played it three times.Then I lay on my back on my bed and stared at the ceiling and thought about the way she had looked in my doorway this evening. The porch light catching her face. The way she had not stepped out immediately, just stood there in the gap between staying and going. I had wanted to reach out and pull her back inside. Had wanted it badly enough that I had to consciously put my hands in my pockets.She was going to be the end of me.I got up eventually and went to check on my mother.Diane was asleep on the couch, properly this time — not passed out, just asleep. Blanket pulled up, television low. A g
Addicted to Roseanne {GL} Mine
Chapter Sixteen — MinePaul Calvert's POVShe said it so simply.Not defensively, not carefully, not wrapped in the soft language I might have expected from my daughter who had always known exactly how to manage me. Just two words, flat and certain, like she was identifying something that had always been true and was tired of pretending otherwise.I looked at her face. She did not look away.I had flown home early for this. Richard Harlan had called me at two in the afternoon while I was in a meeting, voice smooth and practiced, the tone of a man who had handled situations before and considered himself good at it. He had talked for eleven minutes. I had said very little. I was good at that too.On the drive from the airport I had built a version of this conversation in my head. Questions I would ask. Points I would make. The measured, reasonable approach of a father who was concerned but not reactive.Standing in her doorway now, none of it felt right."Sit down, Dad," Roseanne said.
Addicted to Roseanne {GL} Attachment
Chapter Fifteen — AttachmentRoseanne's POVI pulled over.Not because I was thinking clearly. Because my hands had gone tight on the wheel and the street ahead had blurred slightly and I knew better than to keep driving like that.I put the car in park. Sat there with the engine running and the heater blowing and the unknown number sitting on my screen.The attachment was a photo. Not one of mine. It was a picture of Elle.Taken from a distance, through a window. Elle sitting at her kitchen table this morning, laptop open, head down. She had not known anyone was outside. Whoever took it had been standing in her front yard while she worked and she had not known.My chest went cold.I typed to Elle immediately. No explanation, just forwarded the image with the message underneath it. Thirty seconds passed. Then her name lit up my screen."I see it," she said when I picked up. Her voice was completely level. "Where are you?""Pulled over on Mercer. Two blocks from yours.""Stay there."T
Addicted to Roseanne {GL} Thursday
Chapter Fourteen — ThursdayRoseanne's POVMy father's name sat on the screen like a warning.He never called on Sundays. Sunday was his travel day — airport lounges and delayed flights and one-word texts saying he had landed. A call meant something had changed. A call this early in the week meant someone had reached him first.I looked at Elle.She looked at the phone."Answer it," she said quietly.I picked it up. "Dad.""Roseanne." His voice was even. Measured. The tone he used in meetings, not with me. "I'm coming home tonight. I need you to be there."My stomach dropped. "Why? What happened?"A pause. "We'll talk when I'm home.""Dad, just tell me—""Tonight, Roseanne." Not angry. Worse than angry. Decided. "Be home by seven."He hung up.I put the phone down on the table and stared at it for a moment. Elle was watching me. I could feel it without looking up."He knows something," I said."You don't know that for sure.""He called me Roseanne. He only does that when something is
Addicted to Roseanne {GL} Proxy
Chapter Thirteen — ProxyElle's POVI read the text twice."You think you're protecting her. You're just making it worse. Back off or the rest of the pictures go to her father."Different number from the first unknown text. Same energy. Same goal. Jake was not done — he had just stopped using his own hands. Smart enough to create distance, stupid enough to think distance would protect him.I saved the screenshot and added it to the document. Noted the time, the number, the exact wording. Then I put my phone face-down on the table and finished making the kitchen clean because Roseanne was twenty minutes away and I wanted her to walk into something calm.The kettle clicked off. I poured two cups and sat down.My mind kept drifting to her. The way she had looked getting out of my car this morning — tired and braced, walking up that driveway like she was heading into something she could not avoid. The line of her shoulders. The way she had not looked back. I wanted to rewind the whole mor
Addicted to Roseanne {GL} Corner
Chapter Twelve — CornerElle's POVMy phone buzzed with a screenshot.Roseanne had forwarded me the message without a word attached. Just the image. Four words from an unknown number, ugly and direct.I stared at it for a moment. Then I saved it to the evidence folder I had started last night and pulled out of her driveway.I did not go home. I parked two streets over and sat with the engine running.The number was blocked, which meant it was either Jake working through a second phone or someone he had put up to it. Either way it traced back to him. Everything today traced back to him. The photos, the Facebook message to her mother, now this. He had woken up this morning and decided that losing was not something he was willing to do quietly.I typed to Roseanne: "Don't respond. Screenshot everything."She sent back a thumbs up.I drove home.My mother was awake, which was unusual for a Sunday before noon. She was sitting at the kitchen table in her robe with a glass of water and the s
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