The phone slid from my hand and fell to the floor, so I never heard Detective Hudson’s words. I didn’t have to. I knew. I knew he was going to tell me what my subconscious allowed me to see in my dreams was true.397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2V8nKbFvWX
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There was gargled noise and static as Dallas reached toward the floor for the phone. She pressed it to her ear and, as I watched her, her eyes widened and she put a hand to her mouth, shaking her head.397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGYPzKnSnAp
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“Thank you,” she said calmly before hanging up, and then she turned to me. “John Monroe was found dead in his office waiting room. He was shot in the chest twice.”397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnbqMHFgqdr
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I couldn’t look at her. I didn’t want to listen to what she was telling me. All of this was too crazy. I couldn’t have been the one that—397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIfcBU0G1yn
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“I have to go,” I said, rising. I blindly reached for my phone, taking it from her hand and leaving her office.397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYQdl8C3yqz
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Christian stood at once when he saw me, and I didn’t have enough energy to say anything, so I collapsed against him and cried. The last thing I remember were his arms tightening around me.397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvCuB7jDQtp
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Something shrill woke me. It took me a few moments to realize that I was splayed across Christian’s bed and that the noise I was hearing was a tea kettle. I squeezed my eyes shut and placed a pillow over my ears.397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtbJVt45tTa
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The mattress sank as someone sat down. They said, “I made you some tea. You look like you could use it. What happened, Kendall?”397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfMVa2zFkBe
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I gazed at Christian and realized very quickly that he was the only stable, trustworthy, good thing in my life right now. He was real, kind, loving. Reaching out, I touched his hand and moved until he had room to lie, then I nestled myself into his body.397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTixV406av3
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He had one arm around my waist, his fingers stroking my hip. His other hand was tucked under the pillow, his hazel eyes cool as he looked at me with a frown on his face.397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdJu4e7Vb0q
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“In the dream I had I killed someone,” I said, my voice trembling. I smelled the tea far off in the distance of the kitchen but it did nothing to calm my nerves. “I remember pulling out a gun and shooting the person, and then something fell from his hand. It was a name plate. Monroe. John Monroe was my old therapist and he died today. He was shot in the chest twice.”397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYSuPyBDoAI
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“It was just a dream,” Christian murmured, his hand in my hair. “It wasn’t real.”397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDuq9n5Ck9R
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My next words were very tiny, almost inaudible.397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsa5dGS6XqL
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“I think it was. I think I killed him.” 397Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡODJ0NR79Z4
