victim vanished, replaced by a woman seething with hatred. Justina wasn't just a nuisance to be swatted away; she was a genuine threat. Kinsey had u

g across her arms, and a tightness was building in her chest, making each breath a conscious effort. A severe shellfish allergy. She cursed her carelessne

the ER, her focus on getting to the tria

's arm, guiding her toward the radio

ositioning himself so that Kinsey was partially shielded behind him. It w

rence. She didn't have the time or the energy for his drama. She w

tice the red welts on her arms. A flicker of

ar and get me a coffee from the cafe downstairs? The machine coffee here is

caretaker, nodded and h

ey glided over to where Just

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s beginning to swel

nge thing happens to the women who get engaged to Hayden Clemons. His first fiancée had a tragic riding

the air, a veiled promise o

raspy. "Then I'm afraid I'm going to be a disappointment to you. Because I'm not his fiancée. I'm his wife. The legal mistress of th

ar, tears, a satisfying breakdown. She had n

st, a wet, constricted sound.

You're just a girl from some backwater town in Oregon. You real

on about the fiancées, however, filed itself away in her mind. Accidents. S

him. Leaving the two of them alone felt wrong. Dangerous. He didn't know why. He abando

support. Kinsey, standing close, her expression hidden from his view. But as he got

bitter understanding dawned on h