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Chapter Forty Two

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"Fifty thousand, going once…" the host announced dramatically.

Richard didn’t lift his paddle again.

"Going twice…"

I held my breath, feeling like I was watching two worlds I’d buried crash into each other.

"Sold! To the gentleman in the White suit. Paddle number 108."

Applause erupted again, and Caleb leaned back slowly in his chair, visibly relaxing.

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    Tessa’s POVMorning came too quietly. That was the first thing I noticed when I woke up. I saw myself on the bed. Who would have taken me? Richard. I rolled out of bed and yawned. Only then did I notice that there was no sound downstairs. No laughter from Zane. No movement from the kitchen. Just a heavy silence sat in the house like it had been with me when I caught Richard. I stared at the ceiling for a moment, trying to decide if I should go back to sleep or pretend everything was normal.Normal felt impossible now. Last night kept replaying in my head in fragments. Richard is standing outside in the rain. The black car.I sighed and finally got up. The hallway felt colder than usual. When I reached downstairs, I found Richard in the living room. He was already dressed. But he didn’t look rested at all. His shirt sleeves were slightly rolled up, his tie loose, hair not fully set. Like he had spent the night thinking instead of sleeping. Yeah, that's what you get for standing in th

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    Tessa’s POVI woke up happy. I didn’t have a concrete reason to be. I stuck my feet out of bed and sat up. Looking over to the other side of my bed, I sighed. Richard was not in bed. Oh dear. He has been working really hard lately. Perhaps to rebuild his clientele that Sophia‘s saga caused him to lose. A smile crept to my lips. I hope he gets them all back. And even more.I washed up quickly—face, body, clothes. I was ready for breakfast. As I was going downstairs for breakfast I couldn’t help but notice that the house felt different in the morning light.Warm and almost alive. Then I was interrupted by Zane’s giggles mixed with Rachel’s voice. I paused at the top of the stairs without meaning to, just listening. It sounded… normal. Like something I had always wanted without knowing how to ask for it. Who would have thought that Rachel was my sister? Then came the guilt of not telling Harley. She wanted me to fire her but didn’t. If I did that I wouldn’t have my sister. Suddenly I rem

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    Rachel’s POVBlood. That was all I could see. Blood on the tiles. Blood on my hands. There was blood everywhere. My breathing became uneven instantly. “No… no… no…”“Rain! What happened?” Tears streamed down my face. “What baby!” I thought the doctors told her that she should not get pregnant for the next year. That way her womb would heal. The apartment looked destroyed. Broken glass everywhere. Furniture overturned.“Aarghh!!!!” She cried, writhing around. My heart was pounding. I need to do something. I ran back and grabbed my phone. Immediately dial 911. The first time I ever did.“Hello?” “Please come.” I cried. “There’s ….There’s blood everywhere. My sister is dying!” Luckily I was able to get myself in order and gave them my address. A few moments later, we were on our way to the hospital. Rain was groaning in pain and I was dying. I held her head. Tears are streaming from my eyes. Oh God! Please don’

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