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Gregory returned to his usual flamboyant and unpredictable self, leaving everyone around him guessing his next
move.
Meanwhile, in the Myers family, Bryant had pulled sstrings to find a reclusive medical guru to help Ramona.
The expert cout of hiding to examine her, attempting to detoxify her from the roots. The reason Ramona
had been in a coma was due to toxins affecting her heart, something the hospital's emergency treatments
hadn't addressed at the core.
After a company dinner one evening, Molly lagged behind the rest of the
employees, walking beside me, a
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employees, walking beside me, and asked tentatively, “Do you ever think you never loved my brother?”
| knew she was asking for Gregory. But just the day before, Klein had called to
warn me.
| just smiled and said, “Never.”
“Never what?” Bryant cstriding over, confidently stopping before me, “Honey, I'm here to pick you up.”
These days, he was the picture of a doting husband, always there to dropoff and pickup from work, no
matter the weather.
But once we returned to the Ferguson Mansion, I'd head straight to my room and lock the door behind me.
He tried every trick in the book to please me, thinking of ways to makesmile. But for sreason, it all felt
wrong. In sthings, once the moment passed, no gesture seemed to matter anymore. | saw a reflection of my
old
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self in him.
“Jane, please open the door. | got smilk for you. It might help you sleep.”
Bryant stood outside, knocking. “The staff toldyou didn’t sleep again last night.”
If I didn’t open, he'd keep knocking. Just like at the dinner table, he wouldn't letleave if | didn’t eat. He
thought | was acting stubborn, but I couldn’t stomach any food. The smell madenauseous.
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| opened the door, took the glass, forced myself to drink it all, and handed him back the empty glass. “Happy
now?”
Then | closed the door again, relocked it, and ran to the bathroom to throw up everything.
Afterward, | took a pen and crossed off the day’s date on the calendar on my desk.
Only seven days were left. In seven days, no one could controlanymore.
With days to go, | improved my work efficiency, staying late with Jeff to finalize the summer designs.
One afternoon, as | made myself a coffee for a caffeine boost, the cup slipped from my hand, shattering and
splashing hot coffee over my foot. My heart started racing. A wave of unease spread over me.
Later, Christine rushed into my office, looking panicked. “Jane, are you okay?”
“Huh? What do you mean?” | looked up from my designs, confused.
Christine took a deep breath, trying to look casual as she grabbed my phone. “My phone’s dead. Can | play some
games on yours?”
“Don’t you have a charger? | can lend you one,” | said.
| reached to unplug mine, but Christine shook her head, “No need. It's charging. It gets too hot when | play
games while it's plugged in.”
Knowing she was a gaming enthusiast, | didn’t think much of it and returned to work. “Okay then.”
Christine tiptoed to sit on my desk, playing games, and asked, “Did you go for a follow-up at the hospital these
past few days? Did the medication help?”
| didn’t look up. “Much better.”
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“Hmm.” | sensed she was hinting at something, so | looked up, “Chris, are you hiding something from me?”
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She shook her head frantically. “No.”
| reached for my phone, saying, “Give it here.”
Christine refused. “I'm in the middle of a game!”
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“Who plays games in portrait mode?”
| snatched the phone fepkeubfound
pages looking at
Christine skeptically. “Did you delete
something?”
“No,” she insisted.
At that moment, someone in the open office area yelled, “Molly, slow down!”
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“No clue. Molly just mumbled something and bolted.”
“It seems something happened to her brother.”
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