Amnesia: a psychological thriller by Kylie Hillman

Author:Kylie Hillman [Hillman, Kylie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: DyMi Ink
Published: 2019-12-14T00:00:00+00:00

TWELVE

The ceiling in my childhood bedroom is smooth, clean, and stark white. It offers little in the way of distraction from the muddled musings that are competing for attention in my addled mind. How do I know this? I’ve spent the past half an hour staring at it in the hope that it will give me something else to concentrate on other than the shitty state of my life.

I’m an amnesiac brood mare who’s marrying a man with a plan that has nothing to do with love and everything to do with money.

“Little pig, little pig. Let me in.” Seb laughs at his own joke as he lets himself into my room. I haven’t seen him since he disappeared with a wink and a smile in the middle of Uncle Charlie’s wake. The skinny, blonde on his arm evidently offering her condolences in a way that the other guests simply couldn’t compete with.

“Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin.” I sit up and toss my pillow at the cheeky man, giggling when he catches it and throws it back at me.

Seb plonks his backside on the edge of my bed, all humour dropping from his face once he’s run his gaze over mine. “Rough day?”

“I wouldn’t know. I don’t have any others to compare it to.”

“Well, I do.” Seb lifts an eyebrow, his sympathy evident. “Burying your uncle on the same day that you agree to marry my asshole brother has to be up there with one of the worst days imaginable.”

“He’s not that bad.” The words have left my mouth before I’ve had time to taste the truth of them. “It’s the business-side of the whole thing that pisses me off. We’ve been together since high school, yet our father’s need to have this ridiculous agreement that outlines our every move from now until we die. Hell, it probably has provisions for after that, too.”

“No doubt.” Seb lays back, stretching his arms behind his head. He crosses his ankles and rolls half onto his side. “Did you get a copy?”

“No. I kinda threw a hissy fit and then signed it without reading it before I stormed out.” I hug my pillow to my chest, shrugging when he spins back into a sitting position and glares at me.

“Dude! Epic fail. You need to get a copy. One for me and one for you.”

It’s my turn to throw myself onto my back. I retake my previous spot and stare at the ceiling again. “Who cares what it says? It’s not going to change anything. I’ve already signed it.”

Seb stands. Linking his hands behind his back, he begins pacing next to my bed. He does this for a few minutes while I try my best to tune him out and concentrate on wallowing in my self-pity. I don’t actually care what the prenup contains. My lack of happiness at my upcoming nuptials is much simpler. I want the man I’m marrying to love me for me, and not for the extra power and wealth that our union will bring him.

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