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Bronne
checked the front door before retiring to his bed, unable to process the
night's events. He'd just discovered Eva's secret, the one she share..
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Carlos
poured himself a small amount of whiskey and leaned against the
counter. He shook the glass and listened as the ice-cubes clanked
against on..
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Eva looked through the
sliding glass door to make sure Bronne was still laying in bed before
speaking into the phone.
“Carlos, it's..
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Bronne turned down a
familiar street and glared at the expensive cars. When he reached his
destination he lit a cigarette to calm down before head..
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Bronne felt the floor tilt
as the combination of alcohol and this newfound realization hit him.
Someone was with Eva, someone dangerous, someone w..
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Laurence eyed Eva with
disinterest. How can this little, 5-foot-nothing girl mean
anything? He thought to himself as she looked at him with fire i..
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Bronne rested his chin on
his knees and wrapped his arms around his legs. He felt like a little
kid; a scared, restless, and confused little kid. ..
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Bronne is an aspiring writer living in Chicago with the love of his life, Eva. He's desperate to make change, but finds himself held back by Eva's cry..
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