Bianca’s POVI was at Brad’s house — my house too, technically — since we officially got contract-married. Even though I hardly stayed here anymore since he had been in the hospital, the place still answered to my presence. At least on paper.The room smelled faintly like him. Clean and all masculine.I had practically searched every corner of his bedroom, bending down, opening drawers, pulling files out, stacking them back in frustration — all to no avail.“Oh shit,” I grunted under my breath, straightening slowly as irritation crawled up my spine.If wishes were horses, who would ride on them?I had gone through every file in his book drawer, one after the other. Training schedules, sponsorship documents, medical reports and old contracts that meant nothing to me. I actually know that once I laid my hands on a tangible document, something real or let's say, anything solid, then I would find a way to make him sign it.Especially now…now that he didn’t remember much from the past.Kno
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