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Ethel’s P.O.V.

I laid awake until one or two in the morning wrestling with my nerves.

I was in a battle with myself on what I was about to do. My mind had been made up, but that didn't stop my conscience from arguing with me.

My idea was downright stupid, and if Ray wasn't my bodyguard I was sure he'd end my life the second he found out what I did.

I slipped out of bed as quietly as possible, knowing his hearing could definitely extend to my room as well.

I tiptoed across my floor as my life depended on it. I was wearing nothing but a...