The Wrong Girl Burns Bright
When Cleo heard how it ended, she stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the sun drop below the horizon.
A quiet calm settled over her.
The nightmare that held her for years was finally gone.
Rory slipped his arms around her waist from behind, resting his chin against her hair. His voice kept that rough edge, but it was warm.
"People get what's coming. From now on, I'll take care of you."
Time moved easy.
Cleo and Rory grew closer. They traveled, chasing freedom, falling deeper into each other.
They thought the storms were over.
No one expected Nora—forgotten, broken, tossed aside somewhere dark—was planning one last revenge.
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