PART 2
The voice at the door was calm, controlled… and unmistakably authoritative.
Ryan’s grip on my hand tightened for a split second—then loosened.
Claire froze beside the bed.
Ethan didn’t move at all.
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PART 2
The voice at the door was calm, controlled… and unmistakably authoritative.
Ryan’s grip on my hand tightened for a split second—then loosened.
Claire froze beside the bed.
Ethan didn’t move at all.
Continue reading on next page…