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Point of View: Elena“You signed my contract six years ago, Mrs. Sterling. You said, Write it honestly, even if it hurts. Do you still mean that? Because it is about to hurt very much.”Naomi Reyes stood in our front hall with rain on her shoulders and a brown envelope pressed to her chest. She was a small woman with sharp eyes, a messy braid, and the kind of calm that comes from asking hard questions for a living. Priya Shah had sent her to us. Priya said Naomi was fair. I hoped Priya was right.“I meant it,” I said. “Come into the kitchen. Teresa will bring tea.”“I do not need tea.”“You are shaking.”“I am cold.” She glanced at Alexander, then at Iris, who stood behind us in her long dark coat. Naomi’s eyes widened, just a little. “And I think I have just met the woman from the portrait.”“Iris Marsh,” Iris said quietly.“Naomi Reyes.” They shook hands. Neither of them smiled.We sat around the big oak table, the four of us, with Marcus hovering by the door and the rain tapping th
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Point of View: Alexander“My grandmother asked your grandfather for a receipt, Mr. Sterling. Three days later she was dead. Tell me how that is a coincidence, and I will leave this city tonight and never come back.”The words hung in the cold kitchen of number nine, Willow Street. It was a narrow brick house with a crooked door, a leaking tap, and a table covered in old paper. Iris Marsh stood by the stove with her arms crossed. Elena sat beside me, pale and silent, her hand locked in mine.I had promised to stay by the car. I had lasted four minutes. When I saw Elena and Iris standing under that oak tree, two women with the same hurt in their shoulders, I could not stand still. I walked over. Iris did not argue. She only said, “Come inside. It is easier to say it where nobody can hear.”“A receipt for what?” I asked.“Forty thousand dollars.” She pulled a photograph out of a biscuit tin and slid it across the table. “In those days, that was a lot of money. It was every penny my grand
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Point of View: Elena“If anyone so much as looks at my daughter again, I will not be polite. I will not be calm. I will be the worst thing you have ever met.” I was shouting into a phone that had already gone dead.Alexander drove. I do not remember the road. I remember my knees shaking against the dashboard and my thumbnail pressing a half moon into my palm. I remember saying Claire’s name under my breath, over and over, like a prayer.“She is at drama practice,” Alexander said. “Ten children, two teachers, a locked gate.”“Locked gates do not stop gray men.”“Elena.” He glanced at me. “Breathe.”“I cannot.”“Then let me breathe for you.”I almost laughed. Almost.The school was a low brick building with a playground full of fallen leaves. The gate stood open for the Saturday rehearsal. Through the window of the hall, I could see small figures in brown paper costumes, waving green arms. Claire was in the middle, a very serious tree.My knees nearly gave out.“There,” Alexander said s
The Billionaire's Secret Bride chapter 412
Point of View: Alexander“I let them erase him, Alexander. I stood in the hallway and watched a man take Gideon Marsh’s name off the wall. I was a boy, and I said nothing. I have said nothing for sixty years.”My father’s voice was as thin as paper. He sat in his study in the wheelchair, a wool blanket over his knees, a cup of tea going cold at his elbow. The morning sun lay across the carpet. Everything about the room looked ordinary, and that was what scared me.“Start from the beginning,” I said. “Please, Dad.”“Eleanor had a brother.”“I have never heard of him.”“Nobody has. That was the point.” Richard stared at his hands. “Gideon was a carpenter. A big, loud man who laughed with his whole chest. He built the stage of the Delancey Theater with his own two hands. Every board.”“Then why is his name gone?”“Because Aldric and Gideon were partners. In everything. And one winter, they stopped being friends.”“Why?”“I do not know.” He swallowed. “That is the honest truth, and I hate
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Point of View: Elena“You promised me you would never walk into this theater alone, Elena. And now you want to do it at dawn, with a stranger hiding in the shadows?” Alexander’s voice shook. He held my wrist at the stage door like he was afraid I would vanish.“I am not alone,” I said. “You are here. Marcus is here.”“That is not what I meant.”“I know what you meant.” I gently pulled my hand free. “You mean that I might hear a voice in the dark and follow it. Maybe I will. But I would rather follow it with you than behind your back.”He stared at me. Behind him, the sky over the street was the color of weak tea, gray and gold and cold. Somewhere a bus groaned past. Marcus slid the spare key into the lock, and the old door opened with a sound I felt in my teeth.Inside, the theater smelled like dust and sawdust and cold velvet. My own school, my own stage, and still it felt like a place that belonged to someone else.“Where do we start?” Marcus whispered.“With the song,” I said. “Ter
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Point of View: Alexander“Play it again,” I said, and my voice did not sound like mine. “Elena. Play it again, and tell me I am not losing my mind.”It was one in the morning. The attic was cold. We sat on two old crates under the bare bulb, Elena holding the little cassette player in her lap, my brother Marcus standing behind us with his arms wrapped around himself. Teresa had come up too, in her robe, white as chalk. Even Richard had insisted on being carried up the stairs, and now sat in a wheelchair at the head of the attic steps, wrapped in a blanket, eyes fixed on the tape.Elena pressed the button.The crackle came first. Then the thin sad voice, slow as water. A lamp in a window. A road that led home. And at the very end, whispered so softly I had to hold my breath to catch it.Elena. It was never the box.“That is Eleanor’s voice,” Richard said hoarsely.“You are sure?”“I would know it in my sleep.” He pressed his shaking hand to his mouth. “She recorded that tape. I did not
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