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Chapter 144

Sullivan wanted to start over with Megan, and it wasn’t just about making amends. He longed to be with her because, as he’d said, they’d had their share of good times–joy he’d never felt with anyone else. He desired Megan, and that was the bottom line.

But Megan didn’t want to continue the conversation. She lazily brushed him off, “Aren’t you supposed to meet Cressida? Why aren’t you beading down?”

Sullivan detected an air of indifference in

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in her to

The feeling was far from pleasant, Megan didn’t care about him anymore. She didn’t even flinch at the mention of Cressida’s arrival. Her emotions were tucked away so neatly, as if to say he wasn’t worthy of them.

Cressida’s health was looking grim. She had coerced the nurses to bring her over, threatening them with her dire condition–a secret even to Dahlia.

She waited in the parlor for what felt like an elemity, her ears catching the faintest noises from upstairs. Sullivan was with Megan on the second floor, those sounds could only be coming from them.

but wonder, in the evening’s ambiance, if Sullivan would be making love

thought, the door swung open, and Sullivan

lipstick on the collar of Sullivan’s crisp white

almost unable

to stay in Borough City. If Mrs. Lowry

signaled the medical staff to leave

alone, he spoke calmly. “This was my decision. Megan

didn’t believe

of this to happen. I’m just in so

fall asleep on the couch, and she’d cover him with a

she only knew how to enjoy

would dress

pretty, and spend

could offer Sullivan warmth.

but it had nothing

made arrangements. Once your

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