Chapter 97

  Eloise's POV

  His sleeves were rolled carelessly to his forearms.

  His hair, usually immaculate, looked as though he'd run his fingers through it countless times.

  He looked...

  Tired.

  That surprised me.

  I'd never seen Zev Castor look tired before.

  Somehow...

  He always looked untouchab...

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