Chapter Thirty

Jesse

Rhea narrowed her eyes at me like I’d just said the dumbest thing in the world. “Maddox? Holding your friends?” she asked slowly, head tilted, pacing in a half-circle.

“Yeah,” I replied. “Who else would it be?”

She stopped and looked right at me. “No, that doesn’t make sense.”

I blinked. “...

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