on the cold marble of

pocket, a secret weight. Now, seeing it outside, sep

sachusetts application. Her finger felt naked, inden

aster bedroom, a space that had felt cold for a year, and opened Cleve's je

it. A book lay open on his nightstand. She picked it up,

her that said "World's Okayest Sister." Each item was a small, sharp pain. She sealed the last box with packing tape, entombing th

e stood in the middle, Leo on one side, his smile weak but genuine. On her other side was Cl

cture in half, cleanly separating Cleve from her and Leo. She put the part wit

ome with Ivanna. They were

ight. "We were just picking up a

black dress. Around her neck was a delicate diamond necklac

on you, Ivanna," Cecil sa

pleasure. "Cleve has the most wonderful taste. He

nition. No memory. It was just a necklace. Sh

r room. She was sitting on the ed

is weight. He held out a small bottle. Sleeping pills. "Your assistant said

. He needed her composed. He needed the perfect

you," s

hand. His fingers brushed a

her tongue. The pain was a physical thing now, a pill she was forcing down