Chapter 83 Chapter Eighty-three

Lena’s POV

Avery’s question doesn’t leave me.

It lingers in the quiet the way smoke does after a fire—thin, invisible, but choking if I breathe too deeply.

What happens when Wes finds out?

She didn’t mean it like a weapon. Avery never does. She asked the way someone asks about weather they k...

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