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Ethan didn't try to come closer to me. As I got to my room I was thinking of what was going to happen the next day. It felt like I should enter the grounds because I and Ethan were going to one of the prestigious charity galas as the public face of Hale. “Ohhh… no… how am I going to look at his face tomorrow?” I murmured. That night I kept looking for ways to avoid him but I wasn't able to get any tangible reason. The next day I stood in front of the mirror while a stylist adjusted the final details of my dress, it looked so perfect on me and I hated it.The deep emerald gown hugged my waist perfectly well before pouring on the floor. It was the kind of dress designed to make people stare… the kind of dress worn by women who belonged in rooms filled with power and money.The stylist stepped back, "There." She said. I looked at my reflection and for a while

"Layla is alive."The words followed me for three days… three long exhausting days.Every corner of the mansion seemed haunted by them.Every time I see Ethan I remembered the look on his face when he received that call.Raw hope.Since then he had been consumed by the lead, meetings with investigators, phone calls, reports.He discussed flights, new locations and every time his eyes lit up while talking about Layla, something in me dimmed… I hated myself for feeling that way because if Layla was truly alive...I should have been happy.She is my sister yet all I could think about was what her return would mean for Ethan.For me… for us.If there is an "us."A bitter laugh almost escaped me.There had never been an us, only a marriage built on anger, a promise built on grief and feelings I was foolish enough to keep hidden."Natalie."I looked up.Sophia stood in the door of my o

I was still standing in shock and unable to speak. The cool breeze from the window blew the hairs in my skin leaving me in a scary state. That night was horrible. The next morning I didn't tell anyone about the photograph.The photograph was hidden in the locked drawer of my desk but hiding the picture didn't make the fear disappear.It followed me everywhere… even to my sleep. Every shadow was suspicious, an unfamiliar face felt threatening and an unexpected sound made my pulse jump… and worst of all is that I had no idea who was watching me and why. Three days after finding the photograph, another scandal exploded online, at this point I wasn't even surprised anymore.Apparently someone had leaked photographs from the networking gala, specifically photographs of Daniel Reed speaking with me and smiling. The internet immediately created its own version of events again.Headlines appeared with

"Ethan!"The name ripped from my throat as I ran.My heartbeat became loud in my ears, the mansion lights blurred ahead of me… I didn't dare look back.Fear had wrapped itself around my lungs.Heavy, cold and suffocating.The image of the man lingered in my mind, the baseball cap, the dark clothes and the way he stood there watching me without moving or speaking.The same man from the footage, the gala… the same man who had found his way to my nightmares."Natalie!"This time someone was calling my name and I turned sharply.The front doors of the mansion burst open and Ethan was there. I felt a deep relief instantly that I nearly fell. Immediately he noticed something was wrong and at that moment concern replaced confusion.His eyes swept over me.My breathing, my face and the panic I couldn't hide… then his gaze shifted past me to the darkness behind the garden."W

"What are both of you hiding from me?"The question lingered in the air long after Ethan asked and nobody answered.The silence stretched painfully… I could feel Ethan watching, studying and waiting for us to answer. For the first time he wasn't looking at either of us with certainty... he looked confused and suspicious like someone standing in front of a locked door knowing something important was waiting on the other side."You're imagining things...”Vivian recovered quickly as always and smiled calmly and dangerously. "I don't think I am," Ethan kept looking at her. The smile almost faltered but Vivian Hale had spent decades mastering herself.She stepped forward and adjusted Ethan's tie as though nothing unusual had happened."You've been stressed lately and I think you're looking for problems that don't exist.” her voice was gentle, motherly and convincing.For a moment Ethan didn't move then hi