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Bryce pulled his phone out of his pocket. He showed his phone to Joe.

“Damn.” Joe shoved his hands into his pocket.

“What is it?” I asked.

“We need to get the whole family together. Except for Melanie and the baby. I’ll talk to her myself.”

I gulped. “You guys are scaring me. What is it?”

Bryce pulled me into his embrace. “It’s okay, honey. It’s not bad news.”

I blinked.

Then I blinked again.

No. No. Couldn’t be.

“Motherfucker,” Ryan said slowly.

The boys were outside with the new housekeeper and nanny Talon and Jade had hired. Only the adults sat in the formal living room of the main house.

The adults.

And a ghost.

The ghost of my father.

Sounds buzzed around me. Talon yelling. Ryan yelling. Joe yelling. Bryce trying to calm everyone down.

Then only two words emerged from the cacophony of chaos.

“Baby girl.”

The voice. The voice that had comforted me as a little girl. That had scolded me, told me to work harder. That had apologized for leaving me only months ago. That had uttered its last words in this very house…

Not one word escaped my throat.

Because this wasn’t happening. It just wasn’t.

I couldn’t deal with this. My scar itched and sizzled. Itched and sizzled. Itched and—

Then blackness descended around me.

“I think she’s coming around.”

Gentle hands wiped a cool cloth over my forehead.

“Marj? Honey?”

Bryce. I reached for him.

My rock.

My heart.

My everything.

Bryce would help me. Bryce would tell me I was seeing a ghost and nothing more.

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