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No. He really wasn’t.

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Maggie raced up the stairs to her room before anyone could stop her.

Yep, her hip was aching from all the standing and walking she’d done today, but she was used to it.

And it didn’t hurt half as much as her stomach did.

She’s just a brat who likely has to work for family because no one else will have her.

God.

Ian had certainly hit her where it hurt with those words. And the thing was, he probably hadn’t even realized how much those words would hurt.

Or had he?

No doubt they’d done a background check on her. She threw herself onto the bed. Why hadn’t that occurred to her yet? Of course they had.

They knew all about her pathetic life.

Did Ian know how much of a disappointment she was to her family?

How she’d failed them all?

She tugged hard at her hair as she felt tears threaten.

Stop.

If she wasn’t careful, she was going to end up bald. Maggie forced her fingers out of her hair. There were a few strands caught up in her fingers.

But the pain wasn’t enough to get her out of her head.

A knock on the door made her glance over. She’d locked it.

Right?

“Maggie? Can I talk to you?”

She huffed out a laugh, even though she didn’t find anything humorous about it. Rolling off the bed, she grabbed Ziggy out of the side table’s drawer and moved toward the bathroom.

Her attached bathroom had a massive tub that she hadn’t yet used. And if she ever needed to relax, it was now.

Filling the tub, she ignored the knocking on the door.

Did that make her a coward? Maybe.

But Ian’s words had been a kick in the teeth. Sure, he grumbled a lot. Bossed her around. But hearing that . . .

It’s only because it’s true that it hurts so much.

He’s not saying anything you don’t know.

Taking a deep breath in, she grabbed her phone. Perhaps she should call Indie while the bath filled and tell her what was happening.

Then she looked at the time. Shoot. Indie would still be at work.

Besides, Indie didn’t need this crap on her mind. She had enough going on.

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