Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Brooklyn

My heart is pounding out of my chest as I press the stop button on the remote as fast as I can.

I return my gaze to the doorway where Aden is standing, his, dark eyes boring into me.

Please, please, please. Goddess, let him not have seen me watching his sex tape.

"What are you doing in here?" he asks, furious.

"Um..." I swallow, terrified, hoping he doesn't pick up on the tremor in my voice. "Jayde brought me here. Said I could look through some..." My eyes dart around the room for an answer that is not porn. "Some family photo albums. And home videos."

He narrows his eyes, his gaze flicking to the pile of vintage Playboys on the floor.

"Family photo albums?"

I nod. He knows I'm lying, but I can't bring myself to admit the truth.

"She shouldn't have brought you down here," he says, moving aside so that I can leave the room. I

quickly get to my feet, flicking the power button on the remote so that the TV goes blank.

room, praying with all my might

Believe me, I won't, I think as I nod, then hurry up and out into the kitchen, heaving a sigh of relief. My knees are weak, and I feel

so I can bury my nose into a

slides over

tracks, panicked, and pat all over my body looking for it. Then, slowly, I turn back towards the little door. I definitely felt it in my back pocket

fallen out

or Jolie ever called

to the little door in the kitchen, pulling it open a crack to listen. I don't hear a sound. Tentatively, I put a foot on

down the stairs

room and grab my phone, which is sitting

back in its case, which I slide back on the shelf. There,

will. I pause, unable to stop the vision from washing over me.

No, Brooklyn. Stop it.

myself out of the memory and leave the room, quiet as a mouse, shutting

back along the hallway when I hear something to my

dead, terrified that I've been

one comes out to

sound again to my left. A kind

the door from which the sound is coming. It's thick, made of iron, with

see that the

know it's a mistake. I know

the door. I'm consumed, something deep inside me

steps closer, reaching out a hand to grip the metal handle and then, my inner voice still screaming at me to stop,

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