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CHAPTER 53: ARGUMENT

مؤلف: Lizzy Fash
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-07-27 11:26:38

BOYCE

I watched her come into the room, shoulders braced, lips pursed up tight like she was facing a storm. My storm. I leaned up against the window, coat open, hands jammed into my pockets like I didn't have a care in the world.

"Close the door," I whispered.

She hesitated, glanced over her shoulder at the voices in the living room, then listened. The closing of the door was one I never did tire of—privacy. Control.

I let the silence drag out until she fidgeted, crossing her arms.

"You've
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