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Alex. I watched Bella pace the living room, her anxiety palpable as she clutched her new backpack. She'd been up since five AM, changing outfits three times, redoing her makeup twice, and generally working herself into a state of nervous energy that reminded me of how far she'd come—and how much further she still wanted to go. The fact that she was anxious about going back to school, rather than anxious about her physical safety, felt like progress. "What if people stare?" she asked for the third time, her green eyes wide with worry. "What if they know about Marcus? What if they've read about the arrest? What if they judge me for living with you and Nick?" "Then they're not worth your energy," I said calmly, setting down my coffee and crossing the room to her. "Bella, you're going back to school to finish your degree. That's what matters. Not what strangers think. Not gossip or judgment or speculation." "Easy for you to say," she muttered, but she was smiling slightly, some of th
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Bella. I woke up alone, which was unusual. Normally, I was sandwiched between Alex and Nick, warm and safe and loved. I reached out to both sides of the bed, finding only cool sheets and rumpled pillows. For a moment, old panic fluttered in my chest—the kind that whispered they'd left, they'd changed their minds, they'd realized I wasn't worth the trouble. But then I heard laughter from the kitchen, the clink of dishes, the smell of coffee and something sweet baking. They were here. They were making breakfast. Everything was fine. I found them in the kitchen, working together to make breakfast. Alex was at the stove, flipping pancakes with the intense concentration he brought to everything he did, while Nick chopped fruit at the island, humming along to the jazz playing softly from the speaker. They moved around each other with practiced ease, a dance they'd perfected over thirty-two years of being together—Alex reaching for the spatula at the exact moment Nick handed it to him, N
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Nick. Sunday arrived faster than I expected, and I could feel Bella's nerves ramping up as we drove to our parents' house. She'd been fidgeting with the hem of her dress for the entire twenty-minute drive, alternating between deep breathing exercises and anxious questions about how exactly we should phrase things. I'd never seen her this nervous, not even when we'd prepared for the Marcus confrontation. "They're going to love you," I assured her for what felt like the hundredth time, reaching from the back seat to squeeze her shoulder. "They already do love you. This is just making it official." "Easy for you to say," she muttered, twisting in her seat to look at me with wide, worried eyes. "You're not about to tell your parents you're dating two brothers simultaneously. What if they think I'm—I don't know—manipulating you both? Or that I can't choose between you?" "Technically, we're telling them we're all dating each other," Alex corrected from the driver's seat, his tone patie
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Bella. I stood in front of the mirror, studying my reflection with new eyes. The woman looking back at me was both familiar and strange. I knew that face—the green eyes, the freckles scattered across my nose, the natural wave in my dark hair. But there was something fundamentally different about her now. I looked different. Not physically—though I'd gained some healthy weight since moving in with Alex and Nick, my cheeks fuller, my eyes brighter—but in my expression, my posture, the way I held myself. My shoulders were back instead of hunched. My chin was lifted instead of tucked down. My eyes met their own reflection directly instead of skittering away. I looked free. The realization brought tears to my eyes. This was what freedom looked like. Not just freedom from Marcus's control, but freedom to be myself without apology, without fear, without the constant vigilance that had defined my existence for so long. "You're beautiful," Nick said from the doorway, his voice soft with
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Alex. I woke to sunlight streaming through the windows and Bella still asleep between Nick and me, her face peaceful in a way I'd never seen before. No nightmares last night. No startled awakenings or fearful trembling. Just deep, restful sleep. Marcus's arrest had lifted a weight from all of us, but especially from her. My phone buzzed on the nightstand—Morrison calling at 7 AM couldn't be good news or bad, just information. I carefully extracted myself from the bed, trying not to wake Bella, and stepped into the hallway to take the call. "Greyson," I answered quietly. "Alex. Wanted to update you on Castellano's situation." Morrison's voice was professional but I detected a note of satisfaction. "He's being held without bail. The judge agreed he's a flight risk and a danger to Ms. Hart." "Good. What about the charges?" "We've got him on multiple counts of stalking, harassment, assault, and making terroristic threats. The DA is also looking at kidnapping charges based on Ms.
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Bella. My hands were shaking as Marcus approached, but I forced myself to stand tall. To not cower or flinch. To meet his eyes without looking away. Every instinct screamed at me to run, to hide, to make myself small the way I'd learned to do during those terrible years. But I was done making myself small. I was done letting fear control me. He looked different than I remembered. Thinner, harder, with dark circles under his eyes and a manic gleam that sent shivers down my spine. His expensive suit hung loosely on his frame, and his usually perfectly styled hair was disheveled. This was Marcus unraveled, Marcus without his carefully constructed mask of civility. This was the monster I'd been running from. And looking at him now, I realized he was just a man—a broken, dangerous man, but still just a man. Not the omnipotent force I'd built him up to be in my nightmares. "Hello, little bird," he said, his voice dripping with false sweetness that made my stomach turn. "I've missed you
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