Chapter 18 Fractured Facades.

Chloe’s POV

The red emergency lights painted everything the color of fresh blood. Mia’s quiet whimpers echoed off the stone walls, and the empty plastic cuffs lay on the floor like a sick joke. I stared at Liam, my pulse roaring in my ears.

“Liam,” I said again, louder this time, “what did you ...

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