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And I immediately look at him.
“Are you there?” she asks.
I try to pull in a breath. It’s not easy.
Derek is still leaning against the doorframe, watching me.
“How?” I manage, my gaze dropping to my desk.
“Found floating in the Scioto. They figure she either jumped or was pushed off a bridge.”
“What?” I whisper.
“Yeah. You alone?”
“No,” I say, continuing to examine the wood grain on the desk.
“They’re searching her place to see if there’s a note. I don’t think there’s gonna be a note.”
“No,” I whisper.
“That’s all I’ve got. You good?”
“No. Yeah, but no.”
“Yeah,” she says softly. “Call you later. Love you.”
“Love you,” I whisper.
I put the phone down, my vision blurring around the edges briefly, my heartrate picking up speed. I look up at him. I’m shaking.
He has a look of concern on his face.
“D-did you kill…” I force down a swallow and shake my head.
He’s straightened up. “Did I kill?”
“Jeannie?”
“Did I kill Jeannie?” he parrots.
“Adam’s ex.”
He stares blankly.
I shove my chair back and bolt upright and point. “You monster.”
His eyes narrow and his forehead crinkles.
“I will never, not fucking ever love you. Do you hear me? Never. Please get that through your sick head.”
His eyes turn so cold it chills me to the bone. I keep going, louder.
“No matter what you buy me, no matter how good you fuck me. Never. Because you’re a sick, demented individual. And I hope you get caught and put away for the rest of your psychotic life.”
I storm past him, but he catches my arm, which halts me.
“Chloe,” he starts to say, but I shout, “No!”
