Herbert stared blankly into Vince's anxious eyes, blurting out, "Left side of her

chest-pink-heart-shaped."

Vince collapsed into the passenger seat, numb with shock. So it was true. Jessica

really was his Salome his long-lost little sister.

Timothy.

Within seconds, Vince's eyes brimmed red, his fists clenched so tight his arms

trembled. His teeth ground together audibly.

Herbert realized the truth must have matched. He hadn't expected Vince to care

so much about Jessica-or to have been relentlessly asking about her childhood

because he suspected she was the Zimmerman family's missing daughter.

With guilt heavy in his voice, Herbert muttered, "I'm sorry..."

Vince's reply was hoarse, "It's not your fault. I should have known."

Just as the words left his mouth, Vince's phone rang, slicing through the tension.

He picked it up. Timothy's name flashed across the screen.

Seeing that familiar name, Vince felt a murderous rage stir inside him.

He answered.

Timothy's voice was cold and calm. "Take Salome home. The family's waiting to

bring her back."

He'd given in.

He was letting Jessica go-letting her return to the family she belonged to, letting

her go somewhere he might never see her again.

He couldn't use Jessica's life as a gamble just to patch up a marriage that was

already beyond repair.

"Vince-"

Before Timothy could get out another word, Vince's voice exploded, nearly

eardrum. "Don't call me Vince! Why the hell didn't I kill

that night?"

Vince didn't

learned, he simply roared, cursing, "You already

need your

with nothing but the cold beep of a disconnected

composure, was suddenly in pieces. He

his voice raw and broken. "Turn

sister."

punch to

racing Vince to Jessica's front

the moment

hit the pavement, and

rushed to

supporting him, Vince

with memories-Salome, as a child, calling

sweet, clear

the door, but

remembered the nights she'd sneak into his bed when she was

arms. "Big

he walked

behind, "Wait for me!

got in trouble

no

and

Grandpa to help.

pouting when the family discussed arranged marriages.

to be engaged to Yates? I like Timothy

she disappeared, he never heard anyone call

"Big brother..."

spoke before

the first

the floor, he

chubby

little

big brother..."

she'd fall, so he caught her in his arms, and she would kiss his

feather-light.

there, almost within reach, yet because of

never realized it.

her alone at The

trap.

sooner-she

"Salome... My Salome..."

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