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THE TRUTH

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THE TRUTH

JOSH

The call came just as I was leaving practice.

“Mr. Saunders?”

“Yeah, this is him.” I balanced my duffel on my shoulder, pushing open the car door.

“This is Officer Ruiz with the Austin PD. We have a woman in custody, Vivien, who listed you as her emergency contact.”

I stopped mid–motion, gripping the door frame. “What?”

“She was picked up outside a coffee shop after causing a scene. Barista called it in–said she was aggressively confronting a blonde woman, screaming at her.” The officer

hesitated. “She’s requesting that you come down to the station.’

I clenched my jaw so tight I thought my teeth might crack.

“What does she want from me?”

“She’s insisting that you validate her story. That she’s not crazy.”

I scrubbed a hand down my face. “Jesus Christ.”

The drive to the station was a blur of anger and disbelief. I knew Vivien was struggling, but this? It was unhinged. I had a bad feeling in my gut, one that only grew worse when they led me down a hallway toward the holding cells.

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“She’s in here,” the officer said, stopping in front of the cell.

over her stomach. Her usually perfect raven hair was a mess,

I stepped inside, she froze. Her red–rimmed eyes snapped to mine, her face crumpling into desperate

them I’m not crazy. That we love each other! That we‘ re supposed to be a family!” Her voice cracked, her

heat rising in my chest. “Vivien, what the hell is

us. Don’t you see that?” Her voice grew frantic. “You just

thick silence stretched between us.

worked hard?” My voice was low, sharp.

again, her

me shifted uncomfortably, just as confused

as I was.

Then Vivien stopped.

head, her dark eyes glistening

recognize me?” she whispered.

chill slid down my

“What?”

was there.” A breathy laugh escaped her

world tilted for

No.

that wasn’t possible.

but I was always in the

the fuck

a step closer to the bars, a twisted

lost in a memory. “Sure, sure… I gave her a little sedation at the beginning. Just to make sure she didn’t wake up. But that

blood turned ice

hands curled into fists at my sides, rage boiling under

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voice like

parted, her face slack with

moving to Texas. Sol did the research, found the right school, got the job-” She let out a small, breathy laugh. “It was perfect.”

Perfect.

me. Manipulated her way into my life. Into

Laura in a

forced myself to