My Brother Bragged About Selling My House Until the Buyers’ Lawyer Called in Panic

wound, then pressed my own down in its place. Blood is hotter than people expect.

She gasped and tried to rise.

“Stay with me,” I said.

“There’s a report log,” she said.

“I don’t care about your report log.”

“You should.”

Her focus was slipping. I could see it.

“Look at me,” I said.

Her eyes found mine.

“I’m here,” I said. “Do not close your eyes.”

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