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Chapter 1 - The Woman Who Heard Me Breathe

My fiancée leaned over my hospital bed and whispered, “Die before Friday, honey. The money moves faster when you stop breathing.” She kissed my forehead, convinced I was trapped inside a coma, but I heard every poisonous word, and minutes later, the maid everyone treated like furniture discovered the truth that could get us both killed.

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