Ryan"Everything in place?" I asked."Yes, Mr. Crawford. All confirmed," my security head replied, curt and tight."Good." I hung up.Sighing, I leaned against the handrail at the end of the stairs. My mind was working through all the shitstorm from the last few days.Amy was ambushed by a few idiot reporters outside the grocery store. Silas got her out fast, but that did not matter. She carried it home with her and tried to hide it. She always tried to hide things she did not want to burden me with. But I could practically taste her nervousness.She tossed and turned half the night before finally telling me what they had shouted at her.Maybe I am really not good enough for you.She had said it so quietly, her eyes wet, like she was sure. And something in me had gone very still and very certain all at once. I couldn't stop cursing myself for not protecting her enough from this world.I spent the rest of that night proving her wrong. Thoroughly. By the end of it, she had forgotten eve
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