Chapter 97 Chapter 97

Lena

I stared at the photograph.

Again.

And again.

And again.

The image refused to change.

Refused to become less real.

Less painful.

Less infuriating.

Kane.

Vanessa.

Standing close together.

Far too close.

My stomach twisted.

Then I immediately hated myself.

Because why was I reactin...

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