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There were at least twenty emails from her publicist, and she knew that she needed to deal with it all, but Jesus, her ownin the wings with information that would destroy what she had with Jack

“Oh God,” she gasped, doubling over A low keening noise erupted from somewhere deep inside her, but she couldn’t contain the pain any longer

“Donovan?”

Eyes squeezed shut, she shook her head and ht now”

Okay Breathe You can do this

A pair of white flats appeared in her line of vision

“Eden I can’t”

Jack’s est tiround At Eden’s classic Prada flats and Donovan’s chipped toe polish and daed ankle

The silence stretched long and thin and just when Donovan thought she was going to crack, Eden nudged her with her arm

“Would you like me to punch your mother in the throat?”

Donovan’s glanced sideways, eyes shi

up “You would do that for me?”

Eden shrugged “My son loves you He did a good job convincing ive you a second chance Makes me think that this ti your way”

A tear dropped onto Donovan’s thigh and she wiped at it, her voice barely a whisper “I’s in my past, and I don’t know if Jack can handle it”

“Did you kill anyone on purpose?”