CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-NINE : TYLER’S BASTARD

A familiar voice moaned loudly from the television echoing around the deathly silent room.

Not a familiar voice—my voice.

My hands moved to my eyes, and I wiped it endlessly wondering if maybe this was a dream, or I was seeing things.

“I told no lies in the hotel room, Ethan.

When I said everyth...

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