I got to my feet, moving mechanically.
I yanked open the closet door, which gave a hollow thud.
Arthur's clothes were still hanging neatly inside.
I grabbed them one by one, the fabric scraping against the hangers with a harsh rasp.
His personal belongings were in the drawers.
I found a bag and started stuffing everything inside, not bothering to be neat about it.
Out in the living room, Arthur was still pleading with Lucas.
"Mr. Harrington, I screwed up; I'm a total jerk. I was out of my mind. I swear I didn't mean to do it. Please, give me another chance. I'm begging you."
Bella's sniffling had not stopped this whole time. Even now, she was still putting on a show.
I hoisted the bag up. It was heavy, as heavy as a rock.
I took a deep breath and pulled the bedroom door open.
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