Most people wouldn't even see the gun. I stared at him, just stared at him. That would have been weird, but not this weird. They were very carefully dissected.
I let that one word hold all the anger I was feeling. I could not touch him again and promise I'd come out the other side. And if she was exactly what she appeared--a woman in love with Ted Forrester, who didn't exist--I was going to kick Edward's metaphorical ass. Blade banged on the door.
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