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    She couldn’t live like this anymore.


    William stopped. He looked back at her, eyes sharp with something colder underneath. The memories Arlo had forced into his mind surged forward again.


    His expression tightened, pain shing through before he shut it down. “That’s not something you’re entitled to ask,” he said.


    Then he walked out.


    The door mmed, the impact reverberating through the room.


    Ste drew in a shaky breath as her body trembled. Tears followed, silent and unstoppable.


    Not long after, the door opened again. Tasha stepped in carefully and saw Ste sitting on the edge of the bed, shoulders trembling. She hurried over, gently dabbing at her face.


    “Ms. Russell, please don’t cry,” Tasha said softly. “I don’t believe Mr. Briggs truly meant what he said. There’s something there. He just doesn’t know how to handle what he’s feeling.”


    Tasha didn’t know the whole story, but she’d seen enough. This wasn’t simple cruelty. It was something tangled and unresolved, pulling both of them apart.


    From her years of experience, she could see they both still felt something for each other. She wanted to ease Ste’s pain.


    Or at leastfort her, even if a little.


    But Ste shook her head. “If he cared at all, he wouldn’t treat me like this.”


    She couldn’t ept it. Not when every action told her otherwise.


    Tasha sighed. “Still, you shouldn’t cry so much. It’s not good for you.”


    Sinceing to the vi, Ste had barely gone a day without tears.


    Anyone could see the toll it was taking.


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    That only made Ste’s throat tighten further.


    Tasha stayed with her until a sharp crash echoed from nearby.


    They looked at each other, startled.


    Another crash followed, like porcin shattering.


    Tasha stood immediately. “That came from Mr. Briggs’s room. I should check.”


    Ste felt steadier now.


    Earlier, she’dshed out, overwhelmed by resentment aimed as much at herself as at him.


    Now that her emotions had settled, she didn’t want to undo the quiet,pliant front she’d spent days holding up in front of William, all for one brief loss of control.


    She pushed the nket aside and stood. “I’lle with you.”


    Tasha nodded, and they headed down the hallway together.


    Before they reached the door, another violent sound came from inside. Ste stopped short as something mmed against the wood.


    She gasped, looking down to see shards of ss flying out from the gap.


    Tasha stiffened beside her.


    What was happening tonight? Ste had just managed to pull herself together, and now William seemed on the verge of losing it.


    What could have happened when they went out earlier?


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