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Morning the next day.

As the sky lightened, Rita woke to the clamor of her alarm.

She'd cried too fiercely last night. Her eyes were swollen. She shot a look at her phone, switched off the alarm, and checked her missed calls.

No missed calls.

Liam hadn't called again or texted her.

Seems like hed lost patience in her.

Good.

That was good.

Blow after blow to his heartstrings - that should be enough to accept it when she said that she never loved him, right?

Enough to let her go, even hate her... without his weak spot, whatever happened to her or the Brown family, he wouldn't care or be threatened.

Thinking of that, Ritas heartache stopped.

She clambered up, rinsed herself up, and went downstairs.

Noah and Amelia were having breakfast right now.

Seeing her come down, Amelia looked at her swollen eyes and frowned. "Did you not sleep

well last night, Rita?"

Noticing Amelia was staring at her eyes, Amelia rubbed them awkwardly. "I slept well enough... drank too much water y