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Eliora's POV Nobody told me I couldn't go.To be fair, nobody tried. One look at my face when Reeves mentioned the search team and I think every person in that apartment understood that suggesting I stay behind was not a conversation they wanted to have with me today.Kian tried. He stepped into my path in the foyer, coat already on, keys in hand, and looked at me with that careful face."You don't have to—""I'm coming." I walked around him.He didn't push it. He fell into step behind me and I was grateful…..genuinely grateful….. that he understood that this was not a moment to argue and that staying behind in that apartment with its too-bright lights and its officers and its absence of my son was something I was not physically capable of doing.I was less grateful for the fact that every time I felt him close behind me I thought about the hallway. About what he'd said. About what he hadn't.I pushed it down. There was no room for it right now. I had one job and it was finding Ezra
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Eliora's POV"Eliora.”I didn't get far.The hallway.... That was as far as I made it before I heard his footsteps behind me,"Stay away from me." I didn't turn around. I kept walking. My hands were shaking and my vision was doing something strange at the edges and I needed to get somewhere, anywhere, that wasn't that room with Mia's satisfied face and the echo of everything she had just said."Please—""I said stay away from me, Kian."He stopped. I felt it more than heard it….the absence of his footsteps, the sudden stillness behind me. I stopped too. I don't know why. My body just…. stopped.I stood in the middle of the hallway with my back to him and my hand pressed flat against the wall and tried to breathe."I'm sorry." His voice was raw, stripped of everything, the composure, the control, all of it gone. "I'm sorry, Eliora. I should have told you. I tried to tell you…. I wanted to, I was going to—""I don't want to hear it." The words came out quiet. "I don't want your apolog
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Eliora's POVI had seen Tonia Donovan walk into a room many times.I knew the particular way she carried herself — chin elevated, shoulders back, the walk of a woman who had decided long ago that every room she entered was hers by right. I knew the expression she wore when she wanted you to feel small. I had spent three years learning its variations.But I had never seen her walk into a room the way she walked into this one, with a woman beside her who moved like a blade, all sharp edges and slow satisfaction, taking in the chaos of the apartment with the expression of someone arriving exactly when they planned to.Mia.My mind flew back to the photographs Tonia had shown me which turned out to be fake. She was more beautiful in person and she knew it and she wore it the way some women wear weapons, casually, because they've never had to try.She looked at me and smiled."What are you doing here?" Kian's voice came from behind me. Tonia let her eyes move around the room slowly, at
His Wife On Paper Chapter 136
Eliora's POVTwenty-four hours.That was how long Ezra had been gone. Twenty-four hours of phone calls and search teams and officers moving through our home with gloved hands and quiet voices, treating everything like evidence, treating the place where my son had lived and laughed and said vroom over a toy car like a crime scene.Because it was.I sat on the sofa in yesterday's clothes and watched a woman I didn't know dust the windowsill in Ezra's room through the open doorway.He went missing right under my nose. Right here. In this apartment. While I slept.How had I not heard anything? How had I not known? I was his mother. I was supposed to know."Mrs Donovan."I looked up. Officer Reeves…..tall, steady, the kind of face that had delivered bad news enough times to know how to hold itself, was standing in front of me with a notepad. Kian had introduced him as an old friend. Right now he didn't look like anyone's friend. He looked like a man doing a job."I need to ask you a few
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Eliora's POVI woke up with the specific feeling that something was wrong before I knew what it was.Not a sound. Not a movement. Just…. a feeling. The kind that sits in your chest before your brain catches up with it. I lay still for a moment, eyes open, staring at the ceiling while the grey morning light pressed through the curtains.Kian was still asleep beside me. Breathing slow and even. I reached to cup his face, tracing his jawline. I placed my head in his chest, listening to the sound of his heart beat and it seemed to fall in rhythm with mine. That made me smile.Slowly the feeling from before crept in slowly The penthouse was quiet.Ezra was an early riser — had been since the day he worked out that the world continued to exist without him in it and found this personally unacceptable. By now I was usually woken by the sound of him calling for me, or the thump of small feet hitting the floor, or the particular brand of silence that meant he was awake and doing something
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Eliora's POVMargaret smelled like cinnamon and fabric softener and every safe thing I had ever known.I hugged her in the doorway for probably too long. She didn't rush me. She just held on with both arms and made that small sound she always made, a soft exhale, like she had been holding her breath on the way here and was only now letting it go."Let me look at you," she said, pulling back and holding me at arm's length. Her eyes moved over my face the way a doctor's do, checking, assessing, looking for damage. Whatever she found made her click her tongue. "You've lost weight.""I'm fine, Margaret.""You always say that." She cupped my face in both hands briefly, warm, dry palms, the hands I had known since I was twenty-four years old and then released me. "Where is he?"As if on cue, Ezra appeared from behind my legs where he had been hiding with the confidence of someone who fully intended to be found. He looked up at Margaret with enormous, evaluating eyes.Margaret crouched down
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Kian’s POVThe stairwell was a cold, concrete cage. I stood there for a long time, staring at the heavy metal door that led back to the ICU. My knuckles were sore, and the dried blood on my skin felt like a second layer of clothing. A hit and run. The thought kept spinning in my head. Someone had pl
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Kian’s POVThe clock on the waiting room wall was a torture device. Tick. Tick. Tick.Each second felt like a needle pressing into my skin. The air in the hospital was too thin, smelling of bleach and hopelessness. I looked down at my hands. The blood was dry now, a dark crust on my palms. It was a
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Kian’s POVThe hospital at three in the morning was a ghost town of flickering fluorescent lights and the smell of industrial-grade despair. I walked back through the sliding glass doors, the automatic hum sounding like a tired sigh. My footsteps echoed against the sterile white tile, sharp and rhy
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Kian’s POVThe hallway leading to Room 402 felt miles long. My footsteps were heavy, the soles of my shoes dragging slightly against the linoleum. For days, I had been the strategist, the hunter, the man behind a glass window. But the guilt of Elijah’s words and Zoey’s question had pushed me to a
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