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Book 2 Chapter 8

I took a deep breath and opened my bedroom door. Jonathan sat on the couch, a glass of whisky in his hand.  I stepped out and closed the door, walking towards Jonathan. He didn’t look up as I approached. He appeared to be staring at the coffee table, his jaw clenching and unclenching.

I took a seat in the chair across from Jonathan. I pulled my legs up close to my chest, wrapping my arms around my legs. I could feel my body shaking. The emotions coursing through me were just too much for me to sort out.

“What the fuck, Tilly?” Jonathan seethed, his words coming out like fire. “No word from you for six years and you show up, hiding yourself as my assistant?”

I flinched back at his cutting words. “It’s complicated.” I replied, realizing that the words were not going to help at all.  He responded as I would have expected.

“Complicated? Please enlighten me as to how it is complicated. It was so c

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