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“I’m sorry, sir, but the acquisitions meeting scheduled for three-thirty is starting soon. We need to leave now if we want to make it.”Declan kept his gaze fixed on the murderer. Only part of her face was visible, and he wanted—no, needed—to see what twelve years of punishment had done to those once delicate features.It almost disappointed him.Aside from still being built like a fragile swan, her face had softened. As if prison had gentled her instead of breaking her.Declan Patridge had waited twelve years for news of her death. And three days since learning of her release to finally have her within reach. He was not about to let this moment slip.“Reschedule it,” he said calmly. “I need to make sure Lennon Jr. doesn’t screw this up.”His eyes never left the sliver of her face he could see. He felt Lennon’s gaze flick toward him more than once, but Declan didn’t look away.“We’ve already postponed twice,” Andrew replied quietly. “The shareholders won’t take kindly to another delay
The Broken Swan (BWWM) Chapter 4
Lennon didn’t flinch when her voice rose. He didn’t look around to see who was staring, didn’t raise his hands in defense, didn’t tell her to calm down. He just sat there—jaw tight, eyes steady behind his glasses—as if he’d been waiting twelve years for this moment. “Leilani,” he said, low, firm, not unkind. But she was already somewhere else, somewhere twelve years away. “You don’t get to say my name,” she hissed. The tablecloth trembled beneath her palms. The white plastic bag rustled against her hip, pointe shoes digging into her side like teeth. “I…” Her breath snagged, anger snagging with it. “I carried that baby for nine months. I begged him—your father—to help me. I told him I didn’t push her. I didn’t—she slipped. She hit her head. They knew she hit her head on the damn dresser. But he said accidental death wasn’t sympathetic enough for the jury.” Her voice cracked. “And you want me to believe you’re different?” Lennon inhaled sharply, the kind of breath someone takes
The Broken Swan (BWWM) Chapter 3
Leilani didn’t say anything the entire drive, and they'd left the prison parking lot almost three hours before their drive to the city. Lennon didn’t push. He didn’t try to fill the silence with explanations or reassurances. He drove, every so often glancing at her through the rearview mirror.Her gaze stayed fixed on the passing world, not with wonder, but with tension coiled into her shoulders. Every new sound outside the window made her eyes flick sharply: a bus hissing to a stop, a child laughing too loudly, the slam of a distant car door.Once, her hand twitched, a reflex, a flinch when a motorcycle roared past.Twelve years of surviving in a place where every sound meant something. It would take time for her mind to stop treating freedom like a threat.When he turned into the underground lot of the restaurant, she stiffened.“Where are we?” she asked, her voice low, rough, like she hadn’t used it in years.“A private place,” Lennon said. “Neutral. Safe.”Safe. He shouldn’t have
The Broken Swan (BWWM) Chapter 2
Lennon Patterson Jr. had reviewed the file three times before leaving the office. Twelve years. Manslaughter. A seventeen-year-old girl with a promising ballet future turned into a convicted killer. At least, that was the official narrative. His father had believed it. The courts had believed it. The public had eaten it alive with the headline plastered on the cover of every major newsstand. But even as a wet-behind-the-ear law student, Lennon had his doubts about the story, especially when his father—a top criminal lawyer—had taken the case pro bono and lost. His father was gone now—almost comatose in his bedroom with machines hooked on him and his very first‘ assignment’ as the new managing partner was to make sure a woman who'd served her time regret stepping out of the gates. What could possibly go wrong? He drove toward the correctional facility, his fingers tightening around the leather steering wheel, he couldn’t shake the uneasy sense that If the reports were accu
The Broken Swan (BWWM) Chapter 1
Freedom hit her like a slap. The gate groaned open behind her, rusted metal protesting the idea of letting her go. and Leilani stepped out as though the concrete beneath her feet might crumble. The sun wasn’t bright; it was shy behind thin morning clouds. But even that soft light felt violent after twelve years under flickering bulbs and concrete ceilings. Her eyes watered from the brightness. She blinked hard. And again. And again. The world wasn’t quiet. That was the first shock. After a decade of regimented noise—count time, footsteps, doors, shouts—real noise felt lawless. Untamed. Birds chattered too loudly. A car horn popped somewhere beyond the parking lot. Wind rustled through trees with a freedom she no longer trusted. Leilani clutched the white plastic bag to her chest, the pointe shoes inside digging into her ribs. She inhaled, but the air didn’t quite reach her lungs. She didn’t cry. Not because she was strong, she wasn’t sure she was, not anymore but becau
The Broken Swan (BWWM) Prologue
“Vaughn. Leilani Amara Vaughn.” The name echoed like it belonged to a ghost, bouncing off the concrete and metal walls that had held her for more than ten years. But the ghost stood up. Pale. Scarred. Wearing goodwill jeans two sizes too big and a sweater that swallowed her whole. The wounds ran deeper than skin buried in places the mirror no longer recognized. The property officer—a woman with beady eyes and a face carved permanently into boredom—read from Leilani’s inventory list in a flat, monotone drone. The exhaustion of the job clung to her like lint. Leilani could hardly believe it. After twelve years, the day she would see the world again had actually arrived. Another version of her might have cried. The Leilani from before would have let her eyes brim and spill over. But Leilani’s rose-colored glasses had been shattered by the American justice system. A white plastic bag was tossed onto the rickety iron table with careless disinterest. Her entire life—twelve years o
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