Chapter 1208

Liam ended the call and-turned to gaze out the window into the pitch- black night, dense with darkness. He had simply acted on his conscience. He thought to himself, ‘Blake, I just hope you’re okay.’

The next morning, Blake awoke in an unfamiliar, dreamlike room. The fairy-like curtains and dolls around her bed seemed to fulfill every girl’s childhood fantasies. Confused, she realized this was not the Harper residence.

Sitting up, Blake tried to grasp her bearings. She wondered, ‘Where am 1?*

bowl of soup. You’re awake? You haven’t eaten in days. Have some butternut squash soup first.

bowl a illing soup on the imported Italian carpet. Despite that, Cecilia

could bring me here?” Blake demanded

blanket, “This is your home. You can have whatever you want here. Here’s a debit card with all the money

interrupted, “I don’t want to live with you. My name is Blake DDion. I am a Dion, not a Samford. I am not your sister,

Then you’ll be free to come and go. There are two DNA test reports

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