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Carter’s thought process made sense. If what I desired, ending this man’s control over my life,
was to be gained, I had to fight for it. I couldn’t let unwarranted guilt nor the fear weigh me
down. I wanted to be fiercer, stronger, and to possess more backbone than Adelaide ever had.
Briar deserved more, wanted more, and I wanted that life for her. Carter’s omissions this
morning had been telling. As much as I loved the fact that he wanted to do the unspeakable
for me, I couldn’t let him. He was too good a person for this world to lose. Me, on the other
hand? I was expendable. However, the goal was to take him down before I died, so he was
right…I had to live…I had to eat…and I would push myself to the max just so I could watch
the light of his vile existence die from his eyes…just like he ensured mine would die along
with his disgusting display. My heart may still be beating, but who was I kidding? A very large
part of me died with Adelaide.
There was a sound outside, and Rosie woofed, tail wagging. So I pleaded with my heart to stop
trying to jump out of my chest. An old pale blue VW bug was outside, and Lana was at the
door.
I sighed in relief and let her in, willing my jumpiness to relax.
“Figured you wouldn’t want to be alone, being the bestie’s girlfriend means I know how it is
when they have to work.” was her explanation. To be honest, I was thankful for her intrusion.
My thoughts were consuming me in a never–ending loop. I was a nervous wreck all day and
Lana had an understanding nobody else could have. Lana disappeared into the kitchen and
came back with two bottles of water and a plate of leftovers, and two forks. We had settled
into the couch when the phone rang. It was Misty. So, I put the phone to my ear as I
answered.
“Your douche bag is about to start his press conference, I figured if you wanted to watch I’d
sit with you. I sent you the link to the live.
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I closed my eyes and steadied my breath. Lana eyed me as I pulled my laptop out of my bag
and stared at the invite. Did I think I could do it? I closed my eyes and thought about it. If I
couldn’t bring myself to face him on a screen, what good would I be when he really came
calling? My mind was resolved, but I couldn’t bring myself to click the link.
“I wanna know who this asshole is,” she hissed with menace. I let out a breath. I must have
the volume that high on the phone, she overheard. Lana seemed to understand my hesitation
and reached over and clicked the link
I glanced at the screen, waiting. I was really doing this; I flipped the phone to speaker mode
and set it on the table next to the laptop. I gave Lana a nod of appreciation. I would have
never had the guts to do it on my own.
Lana scooted closer, her shoulder against mine in support as her eyes watched the screen
transfixed. I settled into her offered support and waited. A few moments later, I saw his
stupid, handsome face come across the screen. He looked disheveled, haggard even, and his
eyes held a glint of what I had seen in them when he attacked me in the elevator. Something
feral. My heart thundered, but I refused to let it shake me.
Misty was quiet as he rambled on about the need for high–end technology to be integrated
into the needs of everyday homes…. He stole that from me; it was in my proposal to the
Lords and Sons.
The first press woman asked a question out of the crowd.
“Where is your assistant? Or should we say girlfriend,” she questioned, her words bold. Meant
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