BOUND BY BLOOD AND BILLIONS
Inside was a single photo, faded at the edges.
My breath caught. The woman in the photo could’ve been my twin, same dark hair, same tired eyes, same sad smile. It was Elizabeth, Alexander’s late wife. The resemblance was deep, like looking into a mirror from another life. Why hadn’t he told me? Why did he choose me, a nobody from a strip club, when he’d had her? A chill ran through me. Was this why he married me? To replace her?
“Mama, I don’t feel good,” Violet murmured, pulling me from my thoughts. I pressed my hand to her forehead, hotter now, dangerously so. Panic clawed at my chest. I had to get her medicine, no matter what Catherine said.
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