He Didn’t Look for Me Until I Was Dead (by Durrin) novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2

The silver gleam stung my eyes.

It was a gift from Calvin on our first wedding anniversary.

I hadn’t expected him to remember, but he came home that day.

He placed the bag in my hand and said naturally, “Happy anniversary.”

The gentleness in his eyes that day stayed with me, clear even now.

I couldn’t help but look at him.

Faced with such an obvious clue, how would he react?

He stared at the bracelet intently, frowning.

“The profile says this killer is too careful to leave something this obvious behind.

“Look into the target demographic and customer records for this bracelet. Leave no stone

This book had been added on your bookshelff. unturned.”

The officers moved into action.

I stood there as they passed through my spirit, almost scattering me into nothing.

Calvin didn’t recognize the bracelet?

I had never taken it off from the day he gave it to me.

I was even clutching it when the killer cut out my heart.

Now the harsh truth hit me–what I treasured meant nothing to him.

Suddenly, I wanted to cry, but a spirit had no tears.

Calvin stayed in his office, reviewing files from the serial murder case.

Photo after photo, each more brutal than the last. The fury in his eyes grew.

Near midnight, a call from Georgia cut through the haze of smoke in the office.

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The ringtone snapped Calvin back. He pinched the bridge of his nose and answered,

I heard Georgia clearly. “Cal, how much longer will you be?”

Calvin’s

gaze turned cold at once.

Because of his job, it was normal for him to work through the night.

He’d made it clear to me-“When I’m working, don’t call or text no matter what.”

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Just as I thought he’d snap at her or tell her to go home alone, his gentle voice rang out.

“I’m sorry. I lost track of time going over the files. I’ll be right there.”

Watching him leave without hesitation, I felt an overwhelming heartache–that was, if I still had a heart.

So, it was never about not wanting to be disturbed.

It was because I was Whitney, not Georgia, the woman he loved.

In a daze, I followed him back to the banquet hall.

It was still brightly lit, the This book had been added on your bookshelf. looking harmless and pitiful.

“Cal, finally!”

She beamed when she saw him and threw herself into his arms.

He steadied her, then gently pushed her back. “Have you been drinking?”

His caring tone, his gentle words, the way his hand reached out and withdrew–it all made me

tremble.

I’d studied behavioral psychology once just to have something to talk about with him.

That was how I knew his behavior meant he was holding back his feelings for her.

Right then, even the air tasted bitter.

Georgia was stunned by his reaction. She looked up, tears in her eyes.

“Cal, don’t you want me anymore? Or have you fallen for Whitney?

“If it weren’t for her, I would’ve been your wife long ago! I won’t allow you to love her!”

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Our parents had always been at odds, and both Georgia and I grew up with our own scars.

I was autistic, and she had bipolar disorder.

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And the child who demanded attention usually got it–our parents always focused more on her

than me.

Now she tugged at her hair tightly, drawing Calvin’s attention.

“Whitney took that note. Otherwise, she never would’ve been there to shield you from the gas explosion!

“If I had been there that day, I wouldn’t have let you get hurt either!”

Calvin pulled her into his arms, his eyes full of distress.

“Calm down, Gia. Stop hurting yourself!”

The sight of them holding each other made my spirit ache.

Calvin had never been that anxious over me.

Georgia slumped against him, crying bitterly, “Cal, you promised you’d divorce her. You can’t go back on your word.”

I looked straight at Calvin.

A complicated emotion flashed in his eyes.

Then he said, “I won’t.”

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