I Chose the Man They Called Broken

Ashes of Envy

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Ashes of Envy

The acrid smell of burning paper hung heavy in the cramped office. Harrison stood frozen, his arm still wrapped protectively around Genevieve, unable to process the ruined gray ash settling at the bottom of the metal trash can. Rosalind’s calm, chilling declaration about keeping her drafts locked in her mind still echoed in the small space.

Harrison finally exploded, his face twisting as he despe