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Asher didn’t come back until the next day.
He texted to say Linda was rattled by her "stalker" and had checked into the hospital for her nerves.
That woman had no limits when it came to getting what she wanted.
But that wasn’t my problem anymore.
I replied that I’d be waiting at the penthouse. It was Sunday. He usually had breakfast with me.
I was in the living room when he walked in, tossed his keys into the bowl, and looked at me.
"I’m sorry," he said.
I raised a hand. "Enough with the apologies. You can’t spend a lifetime repeating yourself."
"But baby…" he started.
I crossed the living room in quick strides and stood before him. Took his hand in mine. Pressed the necklace into his rough palm.
He opened his fingers, eyes narrowing as the diamond pendant caught the morni
