Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Even after her Death

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I stood still, my thoughts racing. So, it wasn't just my imagination after all?

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It made sense now why Wallace hadn't said anything earlier. His insistence on closing the door suddenly felt deliberate-he must've wanted to ensure no one outside could overhear.

"What's the problem?" I asked, trying to steady my voice.

"There are signs of a possible miscarriage," he replied, is tone measured. "She smells of mugwort, which likely means she's been using herbal remedies and might even be taking progesterone shots in secret."

His explanation unraveled Alisa's strange behavior. She been adamant about her baby's health, but her actions hinted at a deeper anxiety.

It seemed as though she cared about the child far more than Luke did.

Even so, that was her concern, not mine. People carry their secrets like fragile glass, and it's not my place to shatter them without cause.

"Thank you, Dr. Mervin," I said, my words sincere.

"She keeps saying the baby's fine, but I worry she might overlook the risks. I thought you should know, so her family can watch over her," he added, his gaze steady.

"I'll make sure of it," I promised.

Wallace opened his medical kit and began mixing medications for Whitney. His hands moved with precision as he spoke. "Ms. Sander, your fever is treatable. But emotional health is just as important, and that's something you'll need to address yourself-or with the right therapist."

At that, a name surfaced in my mind-Dr. Zimmer-he'd helped me once before, and I trusted him.

He was thorough and compassionate, the kind of person who could guide anyone through a storm.

"Whitney," I said, choosing my words carefully. "I know an incredible therapist. He's helped a lot of people, and I think he could help you too. But if you don't feel ready, just forget I mentioned it." Whitney glanced up, a flicker of humor softening her face.

"No, it's okay. Moving forward is important. But, sis... is he good-looking?"

"What?" I blinked, caught completely off guard. That wasn't the kind of response I expected from her.

It sounded more like something Zoey would say.

looked toward Wallace, who was focused on his work, and added, "A

her words,

Oh, and I read somewhere that staring at attractive men's muscles can add four or five years to your

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syringe as he was pushing out the air bubbles, and spoke without looking up. "Mrs. Bolton, that sort of

yet there was something about his one that made me picture him turning that syringe

your life, it could still improve your taste

her engaged. "Exactly! A cheerful mind and a healthy body-that's the secret to

him to invite some handsome, single guys over. Who knows? Having them around might be

"Mrs. Bolton."

me, his tone calm but direct, cutting through my chatter like a blade. I turned to face him, feeling a little caught off guard. "Oh, Dr. Mervin," I said, trying to regain composure. "What's the matter?" "You're standing in my way," he replied, his face

feeling, like he'd rather stick the

leaned toward her, his voice dropping to a soothing murmur. "This might sting a little. Try to

seem fragile. Her veins were faint and hard to spot, while the needle

massaged it gently likely searching

body tensing. The sight of the

phone, I decided to divert her attention. "Whitney, check this out. Zoey sent me this video yesterday.

a faint smile. "Sure. Let

toward her. The clip began with a man half-hidden in shadow, dressed in a black leather jacket. As the music hit its stride, the camera shifted, revealing his chiseled abs. The lighting and filters

incredible?" I

gaze flicked to Wallace, who was still focused on her hand. "Yeah,

and lean, sure, but he's more

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to the phone,

I want to check out more of his stuff

got plenty. Let me find a

the needle, I scrolled to another video, ready

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this comment: 'Where your shame? Where's your dignity? And most importantly,

Sis, have you ever been to one of those