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Scream My Name

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The weeks after Silas's surgery were a blur of hospital visits and sleepless nights and quiet prayers. Vienna moved through them like a ghost, present but not really there. She went through the motions. She made coffee. She answered emails. She sat by Silas's bed and held his hand. But her mind was elsewhere. Trapped in that moment. The moment she had walked into his room and seen him on the floor. The moment she had thought he was dead.

She could not shake the image. It played on a loop in he
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  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    The Investigator

    The weeks after Silas's recovery were peaceful. Vienna had settled back into a rhythm. She woke up each morning, made coffee, and worked on her next book. She spent afternoons at the foundation. She had dinner with Ezra and Silas. She slept peacefully in Ezra's arms. The fear that had haunted her for months was finally fading. Silas started working at the foundation. He was good at it. He had a natural gift for connecting with people. He spoke at events. He wrote grant proposals. He made a difference. Vienna watched him and felt her heart swell. He had come so far. From the hospital bed. From the anger. From the grief. He was healthy. He was happy. He was her brother again. But something was nagging at her. It started small. A feeling in the back of her mind that something was not right. She tried to ignore it. She threw herself into her work. She spent long hours at the foundation. She answered emails until her eyes blurred. She planned events and wrote speeches and shook hands w

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    The Beginning of the End

    The peace lasted exactly six months. Vienna had settled into a rhythm. She woke up each morning, made coffee, and worked on her next book. She spent afternoons at the foundation. She had dinner with Ezra and Silas. She slept peacefully in Ezra's arms. The fear that had haunted her for months was finally fading. She was happy. And then the call came. It was a Tuesday afternoon. Vienna was at the foundation, reviewing grant applications, when her phone buzzed. The caller ID showed Silas's name. She answered with a smile. "Hey, little brother. What's up?" "Vi." His voice was strange. Thin. Strained. "I need you to come home." Vienna's smile faded. "What's wrong?" "Just come home. Please." The line went dead. Vienna stared at her phone. Her heart began to pound. Something was wrong. She could feel it in her bones. She grabbed her purse and ran. --- The drive home was a blur. Vienna ran red lights. She sped through intersections. She ignored the honking horns and the shouted

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    The Legacy of Silas Cross

    The morning after the wedding, Vienna woke up with a sense of peace she had not felt in years. She lay in bed for a long time, just breathing. The sunlight streamed through the windows. The city hummed below. Ezra was asleep beside her, his arm heavy across her waist, his breath warm against her neck. She listened to the rhythm of his breathing and felt her heart swell. She had everything she had ever wanted. A husband who loved her. A daughter who was the light of her life. A mother who had come back to her. A career that mattered. A future that was bright. She was happy. But the whisper was still there. It was quieter now. Softer. But it was still there. A voice in the back of her mind that said, What next? She had spent so long surviving. Fighting. Building. Now that she had everything, she did not know what to do with it. She slipped out of bed and walked to the nursery. Baby Silas was awake. She was standing in her crib, holding onto the rail, babbling to herself. She loo

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    Say Yes,Princess

    The years passed like water. Vienna watched her daughter grow from a tiny, squalling infant into a curious, rambunctious toddler. Baby Silas took her first steps at eleven months. She spoke her first word at thirteen months. She was stubborn and bright and full of life. She was everything Vienna had ever hoped for. Ezra was a devoted father. He taught Silas how to swim. He read her bedtime stories. He took her to the park on weekends and pushed her on the swings. He was patient and kind and loving. He was everything Vienna had ever needed. Her mother was a doting grandmother. She spoiled Silas rotten. She baked cookies and knitted sweaters and told stories about Vienna's childhood. She was making up for lost time, and Vienna let her. The foundation thrived. The scholarship program expanded. Vienna's books continued to sell. She was successful and fulfilled and happy. But something was missing. She could not name it. It was not fear. Not anxiety. Not grief. It was something else.

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    The Ring in the Velvet Box

    Baby Silas was a joy. She was born with a full head of dark hair and lungs that could wake the entire city. She cried when she was hungry. She cried when she was tired. She cried when she wanted to be held. Vienna loved every single sound she made. Ezra was a natural father. He changed diapers. He gave bottles. He walked the floors at 3 a.m. when Silas could not sleep. He sang lullabies in his deep, rough voice, and Silas would stop crying and stare at him with wide, wonder-filled eyes. Vienna watched them together and felt her heart swell. She had lost her brother. But she had gained a daughter. And in her daughter's face, she saw Silas's spirit. In her daughter's smile, she saw Silas's joy. In her daughter's stubbornness, she saw Silas's determination. She was going to be okay. --- The first few months were exhausting. Vienna woke every two hours to feed the baby. She walked the floors with Silas on her shoulder, patting her back, singing softly. She changed diapers and gave

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    Silas’s Last Wish

    The pregnancy was a joy. Vienna glowed. Everyone said so. Her skin was radiant. Her hair was thick. Her smile was constant. She walked through the world like she was floating on a cloud. Ezra was overjoyed. He attended every doctor's appointment. He read every parenting book. He built the nursery himself, painting the walls a soft shade of yellow and assembling the crib with his own hands. Silas was thrilled. He talked to her belly every day, telling the baby stories about their family. He was going to be the best uncle. He was going to spoil the child rotten. Vienna's mother was ecstatic. She knitted blankets and sewed onesies and baked cookies. She was making up for lost time, and Vienna let her. Life was perfect. And then Silas got sick again. --- It started with a cough. A small cough. Nothing serious. Silas shrugged it off. "It is just a cold," he said. "I will be fine." But the cough did not go away. It got worse. Deeper. More persistent. Then came the fever. Then ca

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    The Man at the Door

    Ezra arrived in eighteen minutes.Vienna heard his car before she saw it, the low growl of an engine that cost more than most people's houses. She stood by the window and watched him park on the street, climb out, adjust his jacket. He looked up at the apartment building, at the Chinese restaurant

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    The space between us

    Vienna did not go to work the next day.She called in sick. It was not entirely a lie. She had not slept. Her eyes were red from crying. Her body ached from the tension of holding herself together for hours while Ezra told her about her father. She could not sit at a desk and answer phones and pret

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    The Truth About My Father

    The Truth About My FatherDinner was a quiet affair.Ezra took her to a restaurant hidden in the basement of an old building, a place with no sign on the door and no menu posted outside. The host knew Ezra by name. The waiter brought wine without asking. The table was in a private corner, surrounde

  • One Night With My Brother’s Worst Enemy    The Elevator That Changed Everything

    Vienna stood outside the Vance Industries building at 9:47 a.m., her palms sweating despite the October chill.The tower rose fifty stories above her, all glass and steel, reflecting the gray sky like a mirror. People streamed through the revolving doors, dressed in clothes that cost more than her

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