Elias, ever the showman, had arranged for a small, beat-up sedan to pick me up. It was a stark contrast to the sleek
ad drifted from the limo' s open window before it pulled away. "Too much luxury might be overwhelming after...
ot settling in my stomach. The humiliation was
ult, a symbol of my reduced status. They wanted me to feel every inch of it. I leaned my head against the grimy window, letting the world blu
g over the hill. They were probably already celebrating, toasting their cleve
thick neck and a suspicious m
ilhouette of their wealth. "Just follow the car in front," I sai
s, but I merely stared at him until he met my gaze, then quic
en we get to the house, I'll need you to hold onto this for me." I reached into my worn canvas bag, pullin
He hesitated, then shrugged, probably figuring four years in a loony bin meant I was just eccentric. "Sure, lady.
his was my lifeline, my first true connection back to the world.
want you to take that book, and deliver it to an address I will give you. Discre
oked wary.
valuable. And it needs to go to someone who cares about books." My words were laced wit
extra money outweighing his suspi
ted facade of fragility filling the space. But inside, I was already moving, alread
sine was already parked, glittering under the late afternoon sun. Elias and Kelly stood on
bill, far more than the fare. "The address for the book will be a text message
the money quickly.
abby appearance and the opulent surroundings was stark, a calculated humiliation designed to remind me of wh
the burner phone vibrate in my
port. Where
ried bun. My eyes swept over the mansion, then settled on Elias and Kelly, still obs
k reply, my fingers
ved. The sh
ter, his re
imi
n, then back at the house, a
. Tonight, they will re
institution, the one who had recognized the fire beneath the ashes. He was the one who had helped me
they had only given me time. Time to heal, time to learn, time to plan. They had given me a new life, one
a mask of weary resignation. This was my stage. And t

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