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"My neighbor bought a storage unit at an auction--people buy the ones that aren’t paid for and then sell the items for profit She planned to do that but her rich doctor fiancé, who she barely knehisked her off to Paris She left the storage unit for e unit filled with Rebecca’s things?"

"Right I couldn’t bear getting rid of her things I wanted to find her and return the ite her journals and there were so many similarities in our lives that I knew I had to find her"

"So you went to the gallery"

His tone isn’t flat anymore It’s sharp as steel, and his expression stony, his jaw tight, and nerves explode inhi this "I orried about her," I say defensively "I still aood intentions have snowballed out of control"

He setsat the journals Seconds tick by, the tension in the roohter, and I have a sense of a rubber band about to pop

My gut clenches when he picks up one of the journals and I can’t breathe when he flips to a randoins to read and his body is stiff, theI can’t move, can’t think of what to do to stop the explosion about to erupt

Seconds tick by so slowly until he looks up at ?"

"I’ to, but I’ve read most of the entries I orried about her, and I’ve been looking for clues to find her"

He shoves the journal atentry, Sara, because I want to know you understand what’s on these pages"

"I do," I whisper My hands are shaking

His voice is low, lethal "Read"

I open lint in his eyes, freezes the words on ue I don’t understand his reaction or why I’m compelled to follow his order, but I do Slowly, I lower ht he punishedback, I wonder if I didn’t taunt hi with another man I just…I don’t understand how he shares me, and yet he possesses me When I was onfor the first sht then, if no other ti outside the roo but what he wanted to do to me What I wanted him to do to me I craved the pain I kneould inflict, as I never believed I could Pain It is an escape When I feel the leather onelse There is none of the hurt of the past There is--