Justine did not enter the room. Instead, she walked away.She told herself it was okay. As long as "Ares" was with her, alive, she would endure it. She could not bear to lose him again.That night, Ash did not return.Justine's depression flared. She experienced an episode, feeling as if her entire skeleton was in pain. She writhed on her bed as she hyperventilated.Her only solace lay in Ares' voice notes stored on her phone. She played them over and over. It was as pathetic as it sounded.-The Justine of the present could only marvel at the experiences of the Justine from the past.Ash tried to touch her cheek silently, but she avoided him.Still, he refused to let go. "If a child is what you want, we can adopt one of the Vanderbilts' current pool of children."Justine was stunned, looking at him as though he were a clown. "What the hell did you just say?""I mean it. We can adopt a healthy, adorable baby. It doesn't have to be a Vanderbilt—we can get one from the Thierrys
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