DEVON POV“So tell me about this revenge,” I asked, my voice steadier than I actually felt, though my eyes stayed fixed on her face with an unsettling mix of curiosity, concern, and something closer to dread, because I already suspected whatever she was about to say would not be simple, not be clean, and not be something I could easily rationalize away afterward.She didn’t answer immediately.Instead, she turned away from me, her gaze drifting toward the wide glass window that stretched across the room, where the city lights shimmered like scattered fragments of a broken mirror against the deep black of the night sky, while below, the constant movement of cars and distant horns created a low, restless hum that made the silence between us feel even heavier, and for a moment I wondered if she was using that view to hold herself together.When she finally turned back to me, her eyes were steady, but I could already sense the weight behind them.“It was my mother’s dying wish.”The words
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