"Noelle…"Even though I couldn't hear him, the name seemed to echo in my mind, a ghost of a connection I thought was long dead.I ignored it, continuing to review the data on my screen."Dr. Sterling, should I call security?" Liam asked, his voice laced with concern."No," I said, putting down the tablet. "Let him in."Ten minutes later, Dexter stood in the doorway of my office.He looked like a stray wolf, beaten and abandoned, his royal aura shredded to rags."Noelle, I knew you were alive," he said, his voice choked with raw emotion as he staggered into the room. "I always knew.""Congratulations on your detective work," I said without looking up from my desk. "What do you want?""I want you back." He fell to his knees in front of my desk. "Noelle, please. Come home."I finally looked up, my eyes cold."Go back?" I let out a small, humorless laugh. "Go back to being your pretty little ornament?""No!" he said urgently. "Everything will be different. I see Jenica for what she is. I t
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