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WHY IS HE HERE?

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Chapter 92

Aurelia

The first thing I noticed was the smell.

Antiseptic, and the specific hum of hospital lighting that never quite goes fully quiet even in the middle of the night.

For one disorienting second I wasn't twenty-eight years old waking up from an accident I'd planned myself.

I was twenty-three again, strapped to a different bed in a different room, listening to a monitor count out a heartbeat that hadn't only been mine to lose.

I remembered the ceiling tiles from that room too, a
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    Chapter 92AureliaThe first thing I noticed was the smell.Antiseptic, and the specific hum of hospital lighting that never quite goes fully quiet even in the middle of the night. For one disorienting second I wasn't twenty-eight years old waking up from an accident I'd planned myself. I was twenty-three again, strapped to a different bed in a different room, listening to a monitor count out a heartbeat that hadn't only been mine to lose.I remembered the ceiling tiles from that room too, a water stain shaped like nothing in particular that I'd stared at for hours because it was easier than looking at anyone's face. I remembered a hand on my shoulder, and a silence afterward that had lasted longer than any silence had any right to last.I pushed the memory down before it could finish forming. I didn't have room for it right now, not on top of everything else my body seemed to be trying to tell me all at once.A monitor beeped somewhere to my left, steady and unbothered, and an IV

  • FOUR SHADES OF DREY   THAT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN.

    Chapter 91AureliaA week.Seven days since the gallery, seven days of waiting for Sienna to call me back with some kind of plan.Every time I picked up the phone to ask her how it was going, I got the same answer wrapped in slightly different words. Still working on it. Almost there. Give me a few more days.I'd called her again this morning, technically to check in, though we both knew it was really to push."It's not that simple, Lia," she'd said, sounding worn thin in a way I didn't often hear from her. "You don't just move into a someone's house. There has to be a reason nobody questions. I'm working every angle I've got, but reasons like that don't just appear because you want them to appear faster.""Then find one faster.""I'm trying." A pause, then, quieter. "You know I'm trying."I did know that. That was almost the worst part of it, knowing she was doing everything she could and still hating how slow everything felt from where I was standing.I hadn't seen a single one of

  • FOUR SHADES OF DREY   NEED TO MOVE IN WITH THEM

    Chapter 90AureliaThe cab ride home took eleven minutes, and I spent every one of them looking out the window instead of at my own reflection in the glass, because I already knew what I'd find there if I looked. Something cracked. Something that didn't look nearly as steady as I needed it to look.I got inside, dropped my bag by the door, and stood in the middle of my own living room for a long moment, waiting for the tears to come the way they always threatened to on nights like this.They didn't come. I wouldn't let them.Crying was for people who still believed the version of themselves that had walked into that apartment five years ago and expected an apology out of it. I wasn't her anymore. I refused to be her, not over a speech, not over a painting.But I hated them. God, I hated them tonight more than I think I'd hated them for years.I hated that it had only taken him a handful of words to get under my skin like that, standing there in front of people, turning our worst day

  • FOUR SHADES OF DREY   I NEED TO STEP OUT FOR SOME AIR

    Chapter 89Aurelia A few heads turned my way, mildly curious.Dreylen, standing a few feet off with a glass of something dark in his hand, went very still."The four figures," I went on, before anyone could answer for him. "Do they represent you and your brothers? If so, I'm curious. Why are they kneeling to her?" I looked straight at him when I asked it. "Would you mind explaining?"The room, which had been humming with low conversation a second before, went completely quiet.Dreylen didn't look at me. He looked at the painting instead, his jaw working once before he went still again, and for three full seconds nobody said a single word.I smiled wider, let a little apology slide into my voice, sweet enough to sound harmless. "I'm sorry. Forget I asked. Maybe I hit a nerve.""You did." He shook his head slowly, still not looking at me. "But not the way you think."He set his glass down on the small table beside him, slow and deliberate, and turned to face the room instead of me."

  • FOUR SHADES OF DREY   IS IT BASED ON AN ACTUAL EVENT?

    Chapter 88AureliaI told myself, the whole drive to the dinner, that I already knew exactly how this would go.I'd walk in. He'd see me. Whatever mask he'd built for himself over the last five years would crack for half a second before he caught it, the way it had with Dreyven in that garage, the way it had with Dreyden in that hall, also the way it had with Dreyton in that club and in that half second I'd finally get the thing I'd come there for.I was wrong within about ten seconds of walking through the door.He saw me the second I stepped past the check-in table. I know he did, because his gaze moved straight to me and held there, no wandering, no searching the room first the way people do when they're not sure what they're looking for. He knew exactly who he was looking at.And nothing on his face moved.No shock. No flicker of the boy I expecting. He looked at me, and went right back to the conversation he was having with an older couple in front of one of his canvases.He didn

  • FOUR SHADES OF DREY   I WOULDN'T BE THE ONE WHO RAN

    Chapter 86AureliaSienna let herself into my flat a little after nine the next morning, the way she always did when she decided knocking was a waste of both our time, and found me still sitting on the couch in last night's dress with a cold cup of coffee going untouched on the table in front of me."Well," she said, dropping her bag by the door and taking one long look at me. "You look like you lost a fight.""I didn't lose anything.""Didn't say you lost. Said you look like you were in one." She crossed the room, picked up the cold coffee without asking, and dumped it down the kitchen sink before starting a fresh pot like she owned the place. "How'd it go with Dreyden?"I thought about giving her the short version. The one where I walked into that briefing, said three sentences to the man, and walked back out again with my dignity fully intact.That version wasn't a lie, exactly. It just wasn't the whole truth either."He asked if I was okay," I said instead, watching the coffee mak

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