CHAPTER 38

I scoop her up—arms under her knees and back. She doesn’t resist. Doesn’t speak. Just folds into me like she weighs nothing.

She shudders and whispers against my neck:

“That was his tongue… wasn’t it?”

My jaw tightens.

“Yeah.”

She clings tighter, like she’s trying to crawl inside my skin.

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