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I'm much too clever a girl for all of that. "Of course, mom. No signed books. Noted." I blow the dust off several bookshelves. The dust burns my eyes and makes me cough. Why do we have so many novels? I find my parent's old love letters gross. I see a book on psychology and look through all the pages. The human brain is a complex maze that requires studying and discipline to unlock its depths. And that's when I see it, 'Chapter 17: The Psychology of Suicide.' The note in my pool bag haunts me—the ghost letters 'J. D' make me gasp for air. Is it a cry for help, and if so, am I too late? If J.D is dead, is it my fault for not hunting everywhere for them?

My empire's net wrapping tighter every hour, no cracks for scum like Viktor to slither through. I'd raze the city block by block before letting shadows touch her again. The thought chain snapped sharp—a soft, broken sob drifting from the bedroom. Faint but unmistakable, like her nightmares clawing back through the dark. "Adrian... I bolted up, heart slamming— *** Hi everyone, thank you for reading! If you enjoyed this chapter, please like, comment and add my book to your library. Your support means a lot to me. sora

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“It’s been two months since we met. You’re an amazing boss, an amazing person but you’ve had that look since the first time I saw you.” “What look?” She sighs “I don’t want to overstep but if you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here.” I don’t know what to tell her so I just nod. “Thanks, I’ll be leaving soon.” “Alright, we’ll lock up.” **** I grab a book from the shelf and read the title. ‘The Psychopath’s internal wiring’ I walk over to a seat in the corner and I start to read. A gentle hand taps me, jerking me awake.

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She mumble something about office buildings and apartments before snuggling up into a fetus position and sigh loudly. I grab another beer from the fridge. 'Need something stronger' I mutter placing it back into the fridge rather opening the cupboard next to it and settling behind the kitchen counter with a glass and a bottle of vodka. 'I need to finish what I started.' I throw the first glass down my throat tingling with burning sensation then refill the glass to sooth my burning throat. The first glass is the worse. I need to get this dealt with tonight. I pick up the jacket draped around the back of the chair and head for the door, but once I feel the coldness of the door knob under my tou

Already hard, I wrapped my hand around myself and I closed my eyes, stroking, I imagined him, not the guy in the video, but Nightshade. His voice in my ear, his whispers, his tongue tracing circles in my ears. The way he worshiped my dermal piercing and the tattoos on my back, grounding me with every thrust. I tweaked my wrist to skip forward, stroking faster. The headboard tapped against the wall slowly. I didn't care. But then I remembered, just then I remembered the anonymous message on Veil.

But it also examined the psychological aftermath, the ways Morrison's revenge continued affecting me years after his death. "I still check my phone obsessively for threatening messages," I wrote in one chapter. "I still feel anxiety when I see FBI agents, even knowing they're not coming for me. I still wake up sometimes convinced the ankle monitor is back on my leg. Trauma doesn't end when the threat does—it echoes." Sofia read draft copy and had strong opinions. "Blake, this is your most important book. The first two were about what happened to you. This one is about who you became because of it. That's more valuable than just documenting events."

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