Chapter 1867

Feeling Andrew nearby, Debra slept soundly. There was no more tossing.

Late at night, Andrew finished work.

A single dim lamp glowed in the room. He took off his gold-rimmed glasses and rubbed his brows.

Debra had kicked off her blanket again. He got up and tucked her back in.

As he did, she suddenly grabbed his arm and rolled over with a sweet smile, like she was dreaming of something nice.

Andrew let her hold on.

Nearby, a Teddy Bear pillow sat, worn from years. He'd given it to her when she was ten.

She loved

hard. He had refused to see her

couldn't promise to always

...

sunlight

felt oddly rested,

bear in her arms. "Were


tight. The bear's

last night, but

mad. He had never let her

pills on the table. Her eyes lit

out of bed. Barton was at the door with breakfast when

"Miss Frazier."

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