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Saved by Brother's Best Friend 183
MariannaThe heavy door swung open, hitting the rubber wall stopper with a loud thud."NANA!" Marco's voice boomed through the hallway, loud enough to rattle the framed family photos on the wall. "The prodigal brother returns! And I brought backup!"My heart stopped.Footsteps echoed on the tile. Marco rounded the corner into the kitchen, dragging a duffel bag behind him, his Tallahassee tan glowing, his smile wide and completely oblivious.And walking right behind him, his hands shoved into the pockets of his dark jeans, his posture radiating that familiar, terrifying fractional tension, was Duane Richter.The fork slipped from my fingers and clattered into the ceramic bowl.
Saved by Brother's Best Friend 182
MariannaI didn't go to the internship on Monday.When my alarm went off at 5:00 a.m., piercing the stale, suffocating air of my bedroom, I didn't even flinch. I just lay there on my side, staring at the digital clock face until the numbers blurred into a glowing red smear. My phone buzzed on the nightstand a few minutes later. Renate. Then Chloe. Then Jill.I picked up the phone. My fingers felt like heavy, uncoordinated sausages. I opened my message thread with Renate and typed: Woke up with a severe fever and vomiting. Highly contagious. Cannot come in. So sorry.I sent a variation of the same lie to Jill, adding: Do not come over. I don't want you catching this before your practicals. I am just going to sleep it off.Jill text
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MariannaI froze, my breath catching in my throat.I pulled it out from under a pile of shredded cardboard.The paper airplane.It was perfectly preserved. The folds were still sharp, precise, exact.I stared at the paper airplane through a fresh, blinding wave of tears.I was the one who had built the cages. I was the one who had walked into them.I gripped the nose of the paper airplane.With a sudden, violent jerk, I ripped it straight down the middle.I didn't stop there. I tore the halves into quarters, the quarters into eighths. I shredded the paper until there were only pieces. I crushed the tiny fragments
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Marianna"STOP!"I screamed the word. It was echoing off the bedroom walls.I didn't wait for him to process it. I shoved him with every ounce of strength I possessed. My hands slammed into his chest, bucking my hips violently to dislodge him.Marcus was caught off guard by the sheer, feral panic of my reaction. He fell backward, tumbling off the side of the bed with a heavy thud, pulling the sheets down with him.I scrambled backward across the mattress, pressing my spine into the headboard. I pulled my knees to my chest, gasping for air, my whole body shaking so violently my teeth were chattering. The physical pain between my legs was a dull, throbbing ache.Marcus sat up on the floor, looking compl
Saved by Brother's Best Friend 179
MariannaAnd then, his hand moved to my breast.He just grabbed it. I was still wearing the sticky, silicone cutlet bra I’d bought for the backless dress—a cheap, adhesive thing that was already peeling at the edges from the humid sweat of the Wynwood club.Marcus thick fingers just dug clumsily under the edge of the silicone, ripping it away from my skin with a sharp, stinging tear that made me flinch violently. He tossed the sticky piece of silicone blindly over his shoulder."God, you’re so beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick and clouded with a heavy lust that made my skin crawl. He propped himself up slightly on his elbows, his eyes tracing me in the dim, silvery light filtering through the window blinds. "You’re perfect, Mari.
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MariannaHe parked the truck and turned off the engine. The silence of the suburban night rushed in, heavy and thick.I sat there, paralyzed.Just give us a try.Maybe he was right. Maybe the only way to kill the phantom limb of Duane Richter was to overwrite it. Maybe if I just forced myself to be normal, my body would eventually catch up with my brain. If I could just endure the intimacy, maybe it would fix whatever broken, defective wiring was making me so miserable."Okay," I whispered.Marcus exhaled a long, shaky breath, as if he had just won a marathon. "Okay," he said softly.We walked up to the front door. My parents were still in Tallahassee. The house was a dar
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