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1 " Ebony!" The shout was desperate as the look on the man's face. She looked down, only to realize she hung off a ledge, no landing in sight. Fire glowed from every tree and blade of grass around her. "Don't you let go," he pleaded. "I can't reach--" she strained harder, but the ledge collapsed beneath her grasp. "Don't let--" "No!" Her fingers slipped, then she plunged into the darkness. "
― Ashley Nikole , Phantom's Daughter (Hands of Time #2)
2 " Pulling the threadbare sheet over her shoulder, she rolled onto her side away from him. Cries, deep and gun-wrenching built in her chest, threatening to steal away what air was left in her lungs. She didn't care that Bucket Man sat a foot away, witnessing her lose what grip she had left on reality. She had nothing. Her memory was gone and she was already half dead. Her only friend was agony, and she was the daughter of a monster. "
3 " Even the bruising couldn't disguise the strength of his features. His jaw, cheekbones, nose and--even his forehead--nothing was lacking in confidence about him--in the looks or personality department. What she wouldn't give to have his confidence. And absolution of guilt. "
4 " His chest rose and fell, his face oddly peaceful in sleep. It was strange, having the bane of her existence, keeping watch over her while she slept--and not in a jail cell. "
5 " Ethan grabbed Alijah's shirtfront and hauled him out back of the house. "I don't need a lecture from--" "Oh yes, you do." Ethan gave him a helpful push down the remaining stairs, not a bit remorseful for making him lose his footing. But the sap recovered in time. Blast it all--Ethan truly wanted to rearrange the man's face. "
6 " Her life was a mess. One big, fat, disgusting mess. An alluvion if there ever was one. It would have been fitting for the world to have begun shouting "gardyloo", the day she was born. "
7 " Ebony, wait," Ethan called. She heard him tripping through the foliage to catch up. "Ebony--" "What?" "We need to talk--" "Then start moving your gums," she threw over her shoulder. "I didn't kill her." Ebony kept walking. An easy enough thing to deny, especially when Ethan expected her to believe every word he said. "Ebony." He gripped her shoulders and spun her around.Ebony fisted her hands in his shirt and barely noticed the blue hue of his lips. "I am not stupid," she whispered. "And I don't believe you. "