Chapter 12

She took a deep breath, walked over quickly, crouched down, her voice full of concern: "Ethan, does it hurt? I made you some soup, the kind you love most."

"I don't want it."

Ethan's voice was muffled, his face buried in Lynn's neck, not even lifting his head.

Sophie's hand froze in mid-air.

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