Chapter 27 Chapter 27: Lines Being Drawn

Sylvia Robben POV

The secure room they put us in still smells of smoke and antiseptic.

Leo sits on the edge of the narrow cot, elbows on his knees, staring at the floor. The graze along his ribs has been cleaned and bandaged, but he keeps pressing his hand against it like he needs the pain to prov...

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