Snapping out of my thoughts, I looked around.The room was nearly empty.Most of my things were already packed and moved out.The photo of Hubert and me on the bedside table had fallen face down.I stepped on it in my heels, and the frame shattered into a scatter of glass.He might not be dead, but to me, he was as good as gone.As I walked out of the Parker house, Susan’s voice followed me down the hall, sharp and venomous.“Good riddance! Don’t ever come back! And don’t you dare visit my son’s grave!”[That old witch’s acting like the female lead’s after their inheritance when her own family’s worth ten times more.][As if her son were royalty. Visiting his grave isn’t some divine privilege, for crying out loud.]“Mrs. Parker, please, that’s enough,” Sean said, stepping in.He and Ryan walked me to the door. “Rose, if you need anything, just call us.”“No need,” I said quietly. “I just want to be alone for a while.”Ryan hesitated. “You know, maybe you’re right. There’s still a chanc
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