|| Slade ||I stared at her like it was the first time I’d ever seen her, just as when she first walked into my office. Was I dreaming? Her presence was a physical shock, overwhelming every sense, like being plunged into ice water and fire at once.Rachel is alive. My Rachel. The fierce love I thought was buried six feet under."Mr. Pierce," she said, the way she always did when we were around others—professional, detached."Rachel… you… you’re alive."She smiled. "Yeah, I am. I heard people thought I died in a plane crash.""We need to talk," I insisted, stepping closer."I also just learned I used to be your secretary," she said lightly."Not about that. You know what I’m talking about," I pressed."No, I don’t know what you’re talking about, sir.""Mr. Pierce," Rick Gordon said, walking toward us."Dr. Gordon, I’m glad you came, but right now I need to talk to Rachel first.""Well then, I should tell you—Rachel here is my patient. She’s under my care," Rick stated."Your patient?"
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