and to her cheek. "I couldn't handle

face twisted in guilt. "Shh,

rom the doorway behind Johnna. "She'

of the bed. Her heels clic

saw the look on Johnna's face-a l

he warned.

s cheekbones-who puts on makeup before an overdose? She saw the rhythmic, easy rise and f

?" Johnna asked. Her voice

For a second, the mask slipped.

," Ansley stammered. "

. "Because your lips aren't chapped from t

acing himself between the two w

nd him. She leaned down, bring

," Johnna whispered. "And

shrieked. "She's tryin

d Johnna's arm. His grip was har

hen she looked at his face. He was prot

didn't yell. She just stated it as a fact.

her arm fro

. "You can have him.

way. She didn't look at Grandfather Dyer. She walked stra

She didn't have her coat; she had left it in the helicopter. She

ing. She just needed to be away

na! W

teps behind her. He

idn't

r shoulder, spin

t heaving. He had left Ans

e didn't see love. She saw panic. He was

k away," he panted.

It was the first time she had raised her voice. "I don

He looked at her sh

ey is fragile right n

arsh, brittle sound. "What about your wi

d stricken. "T

. I saw how much she looks like

nt. He could

rned to l

d. He reached

as he pulled out a black me

coat. Get... whatever you want. Just blow off some steam. I have to go ba

card. It was heavy, cold me

problem the only

ng my silenc

ke care of you,"

dea formed in her mind. If he wan

he PIN?"

eyes softening slightly, before a fli

unable to meet her gaze. "I never chan

it was impersonal. He hadn't even bothered to secure it. It wa

aid. "Go back

way, the black card bur

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