Four Years Later...HarlowThe loud crack of thunder startles me out of sleep. I sit up in bed, breathing hard as a flash of lightning rings through the room. I look over at Pierce, but he's still sleeping soundly. I smile a little at him, reaching over to run my hand down his back. He moves slightly, but resettles quickly. I yawn and go to nestle back into the sheets when my phone rings on the nightstand next to me. I look at the screen and answer it quickly. "Hello?" "Mrs. Arnoult?" Becca asks. "Yes, Becca. What do you have for us?" I ask. We've had nearly sixty placements over the last few years, I know the drill. I hear Becca start crying on the other line and I sit up a little straighter, not used to her show of emotion. "Fuck, Harlow. I don't know if I can do this anymore." she says. We've known her for years, but she rarely breaks the professional boundaries like this. It must be bad. "What happened, sweetie?" I ask. She sighs and sniffles before she continues. "It's a b
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