Fast: A Pregnant by the Bad Boy Romance (Burns Brothers Book 2)
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Along with our loved ones, more than likely.
I hung my head between my knees and let out a muted roar. When was this gonna get easier? We’d been doing this for years. Years. When would the shitstorm finally end?
My phone pinged with an incoming email.
I was almost afraid to look. But the Kings were too smart to put any threats in writing.
The words in the subject line made the blood freeze in my veins.
Parole granted.
No. No. It couldn’t… They wouldn’t…
I clicked on the email and every word made me feel sicker. The usual bureaucratic jargon followed by George Burns. Parole granted. The words swam on my screen. I couldn’t believe it. I never thought that bastard would see freedom for the rest of his life. After the first parole hearing, my brothers and I had stopped attending. We had our lawyer send victim impact statements and our declaration forms because we weren’t spending another second breathing the same air as that bastard. And because we knew there was no way an evil son of a bitch like him would ever be paroled.
Apparently the California Department of Corrections and Rehabilitation disagreed.
What the fuck was wrong with them? How could they not see past his bullshit? Oh God, I was gonna have to tells my brothers. Sabrina. Aunt Wendy.
I couldn’t.
I couldn’t breathe.
I needed to get the fuck out of here.
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