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Point of View: Alexander“Six weeks ago Pruitt offered you a fortune for that ledger, and you told no one. Not me. Do not call it love, Alexander. Love does not hide the mail.”Elena said it in the kitchen at one in the morning, with her arms crossed and her face white with fatigue. I stood with my back against the counter. The kettle clicked as it cooled. Vanessa sat at the table in her wet coat, holding a mug she had not touched.“I wanted you to sleep,” I said.“I did not sleep. I never slept. I just did not know why.”“Elena.”“You decided what I could carry.” She said it quietly, which was worse than shouting. “I have lived in a house where people decide what I can carry. I thought we were finished with that.”I could not look away from her. The anger in her eyes was real, but beneath it was something that hurt more. She was not only furious. She was afraid I did not trust her.“You are right,” I said. “I was wrong. I thought if I refused him, it would end. I made myself the wall
The Billionaire's Secret Bride chapter 421
Point of View: Elena“Mrs. Sterling, I called your husband first, but I would rather speak to you. A Hart should hear this from a friend. Bring Richard’s shares to my door by midnight, or the world learns you were bought like a coat.”The words landed like a slap. I did not move. The clock on Alexander’s desk said ten forty, and the rain tapped the window as if it wanted in.“I am not a coat, Mr. Pruitt,” I said.“Of course not. Coats are paid for.” He laughed softly, like a man tasting good wine. “You were paid for with a mansion and a surname. Your great grandmother paid for that mansion with her fingers. Do you see how it looks?”“What do you want?” Alexander asked. His voice was low and dangerous.“Three small things. Richard’s shares, signed over to the Pruitt Family Trust. Your signature on a letter calling Eleanor’s ledger a fake. And Mrs. Sterling’s silence.”“Her silence,” Alexander said.“A quiet wife is a lovely thing.”My hands began to shake. I pressed them flat on the de
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Point of View: Alexander“Daddy, Rabbit says you found it. Rabbit says now you can stop crying in the car. Is that true, or is Rabbit only trying to be kind?”Claire stood at the foot of my study chair at dusk, in her pajamas, holding her old stuffed rabbit by one floppy ear. Her hair stuck up on one side. Her feet were bare on the cold floor. She looked at me with the grave, patient eyes of a very small judge.I laughed. It came out cracked. “Rabbit is very wise.”“He is seven.”“I remember.”“So did you find it?”I lifted her onto my lap. She weighed almost nothing. She smelled of soap and warm cotton. I felt the whole long day, the library, the ledger, Eleanor’s letter, press down on my chest like a stone. And then I felt it lift, just a little, because of her.“We found something,” I said. “A book. It tells a true story, and some of it is not nice.”“Is the true story a lamp?”“Yes, my love.”“Did you put it on a table?”“We are going to,” I said. “Soon. We are going to let everyb
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Point of View: Elena“So we are both owed, Elena. You got a husband and a mansion. My grandmother got a funeral and a lie. Tell me honestly, do you think that is fair?”Iris’s words cut like cold wire. It was noon the next day, and we sat around the long table in the Sterling library, with rain streaking the tall windows and the green ledger open between us. I had not slept. My eyes felt full of sand.“No,” I said. “I do not think it is fair.”“Then what will you do about it?”“Iris,” Alexander began.“Let her answer.” I lifted my hand. My voice shook, but I made it steady. “I will not pretend that I understand your pain. I have not lost what you lost. But I will tell you what I will not do. I will not hide this book to save my own comfort. I will not let anyone, not even the man I love, tell me to look away.”Iris studied me for a long time. The fire crackled. Naomi’s pen stopped moving.“Good,” Iris said at last, quietly. “That is all I wanted to hear.”“And I will not pretend you a
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Point of View: Alexander“If he took it, Alexander, then I handed it to him. I chose him. If we lose it, the fault is mine, and I will carry it alone.”Elena sat in the back seat of the car with her wet hair stuck to her cheeks and her hands clenched in her lap. The windshield wipers beat slowly. Outside, the night rain smeared the streetlights into long gold streaks.“It is not your fault,” I said.“Then whose is it?”“Pruitt’s.”“And Marcus’s?”I did not answer. I gripped the wheel until my knuckles ached. In the mirror, Iris and Oscar sat very still, like two people watching a house burn.I wanted to say, Marcus would never do that. I wanted to say it with all my heart. But a small, cold voice in my head whispered, he was the man who sold secrets once. The man who stood in my office and lied. The man who looked me in the eye and said, trust me.And then I remembered his hand on my arm that morning. The plain shame in his voice. I hate that I even had to remind myself.“I do not bel
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Point of View: Elena“Do not turn off the light, Alexander. Please. Not yet. If this place goes dark, I will hear that voice again, and I do not think I can bear it twice.”My whisper bounced off the empty seats. It was ten o’clock that night, and the Delancey Theater felt like a held breath. The ghost light burned alone at the edge of the stage, a small yellow sun in a sea of black. Dust floated in its glow. The air tasted of old velvet and cold iron.“We will keep it on,” Alexander said. “For now.”“You promise?”“I promise.”There were five of us. Alexander and I. Marcus, with a flashlight in his teeth. Iris Marsh, silent and pale, her long coat brushing the floor. And Oscar, trembling, his hands wrapped around his own elbows. He had told us everything in the car. Pruitt had found out about the song from an old letter in the Sterling archives. The words seven steps were all he knew. He did not know where the steps were. Oscar did.“He gave me until midnight,” Oscar had said. “To sh
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