LIVInside the stairwell, the silence stretches it feels like a wire about to snap.Gia stands backed against the concrete wall, staring up at Julian with every drop of color drained from her face.For three seconds, I’m terrified she’s going to break right in front of him.I should have known better.Gia would rather swallow live coals than let a man see her bleed.Slowly, her chin jerks up. A brittle, razor-sharp smile cuts across her painted mouth."A girlfriend," Gia echoes, her voice remarkably steady even as her fingers curl into fists against her faux-fur coat. "Wow. Five whole months? Somebody call the Vatican, we have a miracle.""Gia, don't—""Save the speech, Julian," she snaps, shoving past his shoulder toward the downward stairs. "Tell the lucky girl I said congrats on the charity work. And next time, buy her a smudge-proof lipstick so you don't look like a clown in a hospital corridor."She doesn't wait for the elevator.Her stiletto boots clatter rapidly down the concre
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