until it bleeds with truth, regret, fury, and undeniable love
It wasn’t a question. It was a verdict. A confession. A demand. Evelyn’s lips parted, but no sound came. Her pulse thundered in her neck. Her hands gently held Alex back, shielding him, almost hiding him. But she didn’t deny it. She didn’t shake her head. She didn’t say no. She just stood there, paralyzed.
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