f her boxes. Cristina ran back into the ap

ck sketchbook from the desk. She clutched

front do

ep. Beep

e was e

round frantically. There was no way t

the French windows in the study. She pressed herself ag

ounded stressed. He walked into the living room, followed by th

His voice was calm, pragmatic. "Davida needs a narrative, Jackson. 'Si

cker," Jackson growl

stepsister," Harrison said. "We need to show Dav

rustle of fabric as he sat on the

Davida picked up

t me on Twitter. They're

Jackson's voice was ge

," Davida sniffle

thing. She pressed he

esigns are anonymous. We don't hold the copy

ice cold. "She left everything. She signed the N

ed them," Harri

ar as the world knows, Sunny is a ghost.

said. Her crying

ashion Week that Davida has been 'Sunny' all along. That she was designing

Jackson," Har

Cristina is out. She's probably halfw

skin. They weren't just taking her husband and he

ed. "Do you have the new b

udy," Jackson said. "Sh

were coming to

t. She held the sketchbook so

the study

t on the desk,

rawers," Jac

ng open and slamming shut. T

z.

on the wall

re asking if they can clear the loading dock. T

et rid of them. Tel

id. "I need to get the paperw

n said. "I'll

eated. The study d

. She heard the refrigerator door

She kicked off her heels, holding them in

e

She reached the front door. She opened it

e hallway and let t

e stairs. She sprinted down three flights before

the sketchbo

pered to the empty stairwe