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•C h a p t e r   f i f t y - o n e•

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C h a p t e r f i f t y - o n e•

-R a t s ' r i g h t s-

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♪ Nothing compares, no worries or cares
Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste? ♪
























































































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I didn't say a word the whole way in the car. Theo said something for a while, but I didn't answer it.

It still bothers me that I almost kissed him. And the worst part is that I wouldn't regret it.

I think I must be losing my mind.

I swallow when I stop on the street where I see my house. I haven't even driven by it once in all this time.

I didn't want to see it.

I take off my seatbelt and rub my eyes. I see there's not a single car in the driveway.

"Do you just live in that house with your sister?" he asks while we get out of the car.

"Lived. I lived there," I correct him. "And her slick boyfriend still lives there," I say, making my way to the door. "You know that. We inherited millions from our parents who died before my eyes."

Theo doesn't answer it, and I'm glad he didn't. I stand by the door and start listening if I can't at least hear the heart from inside.

But nothing.

Quiet. Total silence.

I'll try to reach up on the doorframe to get the key, but I can only touch it with the tip of my middle finger. "Damn it!" I mutter angrily because I can't even gracefully sneak into someone's house.

Or better - sneak into my house.

"Let me see," Theo says, then stands behind me to reach there. My body freezes when I feel his chest touch my back.

Whenever he takes a breath, he pushes himself against me. And I know I should pull away.

I know very well, but I can't bring myself to do it. I turn to face him and I don't realize I'm now trapped between him and the door.

He rests one hand on the wooden door. I can't even stop watching his face, which I would have best beaten up a few months ago and now...?

Damn it, I've got to stop. This can't go on. It's Theo Raeken, after all. He was trying to kill us all. But on the other hand, he saved my life, went through hell and proved to me that he's not the same...

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