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happening to her. Reyna had this same out-of-control feeling every single time Brody looked at her the way he was now. If that smile was any indication, he was reading her reaction quite clearly. But then again, maybe Brody was used to women falling for him.
                  “And, as a matter of fact I do have plans for tonight,” he added very slowly. “I plan on taking you out to dinner. So don’t argue…please. Just say you’ll come.”
                  “Alright,” she told him slowly. “Yes, I’ll come.”
                  Reyna wondered if Brody thought it strange, she was sleeping in the guest bedroom instead of Cade’s.
                  He hadn’t said a word about it that night they spent here together. Maybe he just assumed it was less painful for her to sleep in another bedroom than the one he believed she had shared with her husband.
                  Brody took the boxes down to the truck insisting she wait in the apartment. She didn’t hear him return but she felt his presence and knew he would be watching her again as she looked around the apartment for the last time feeling nothing but a sense of relief. She would miss nothing about her life as Cade James’s wife. Nothing at all.
                  Especially not that final night.
                  On the night of his death, Cade had been high and looking for any excuse to argue. He’d started drinking the moment he walked into the apartment. The mixture of alcohol and drugs had a terrible effect on him.
                  Cade started pulling out drawers and tossing their contents across the room looking for the money he kept hidden around the apartment. When he couldn’t find it, he accused Reyna of taking it.
                  Cade was so much stronger than she was. He’d literally thrown her against the sharp edge of the kitchen counter. The pain in her side was so intense, that she had lost consciousness for a while.
                  When she awoke, Cade was gone, the door to the apartment was standing open, and the house was in total chaos.
                  Somehow, she’d found the strength to get up off the kitchen floor. Hours later, a police came to tell her about the accident.
                  Even today, three weeks later, she still carried the painful bruises on her body from that night.
                  “Come back to minute.” Brody’s voice quietly cut through the memories bringing her back to the moment. He was standing in the doorway watching her. Seeing things, she never wanted him to see.
                  “Are you sure you don’t want to keep any of the furniture? We could always put it in storage if you like. Someday, you may change your mind.”
                  “No. No, Brody, I will never change my mind. I don’t any of it. I don’t want anything to remind me of…” She stopped when she realized how close she’d come to telling him everything. The truth about just how sick Cade really was and what had happened in this very apartment the night of his death.
                  “I just can’t bear the constant reminder of what happened. It’s best if I leave this part of the past behind me.” She turned away from him before he saw through her lies. Brody knew she wasn’t telling him the truth. It was all there in his expression. He wasn’t going to press her just yet. One day, he would.
    * * * *
                  Reyna had only been to Brody’s house on a couple of occasions. She and Cade had dinner there shortly after their marriage. It had been a night Reyna couldn’t forget. The first time she met Brody.
                  She still remembered Brody’s reaction when Cade introduced her as his wife. Like everyone else, he had been shocked Cade had chosen to marry someone like her. That had only been a few days