in the study ne

somnia, I would've burned to a

base of the building, watching the ho

tears smeared

s. "The doors and windows were intac

de

aight to the th

off every escape

up until the flame

-scented jacket over my s

froze i

e tears?" I scoffed. "Or did you c

ng now?" Brayden's eyes turned cold. "I try to

ose. "You stole my original songs and gave them to Joyce,

voice first, making it impossible for her to perform in the next live show. I had

ly ab

me cornered, begging at your feet, haven't you?" I pointed at t

up quickly, a coy female voice leaking from the receiver

ce on his ring finger, my

, he'd destroy it. Tha

pts would secure the exclusive

ly burned

were safe in

lawyer when my he

fought, he'd walk no m

n those steps, he'd t

uldn't c

gas and vanishe

manuscripts. It burned away

e rang s

led to say my gr

the engagement, Eve. I just want you to marry someone who

or a long

ndpa's white hair, tears

called t

stream, Brayden appeared as

into the frame. "Mr. Reynolds, you're under arrest for sus