In her car, Arabella pulled out her phone, her finger hovered over the screen.Can we talk? In person. She hit send before she could delete it.The response came almost immediately. Of course. When and where?Arabella exhaled shakily. Tomorrow? Your office? I'll clear my schedule. Whatever you need, Bella.She set the phone down and gripped the steering wheel, trying to steady her breathing. This wasn't her giving up. It wasn't her getting weak. This was doing whatever it took to bring Raina home. Adrian's office hadn't changed since the last time Arabella was here. Same full height windows overlooking the city, same sleek modern furniture screaming perfection that reminds her of Adrian, how sophisticated he was. He stood when she entered, dismissing his assistant with a nod. The door clicked shut behind her, leaving them alone for the first time since she'd walked out of his penthouse weeks ago."Thank you for meeting me," Arabella said, staying near the door."You don't have to t
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