Chapter 56 Fifty-Six

•Adnan•

Mateo paused, his pen hovering over the clipboard. He looked at me, taking in the sweat sheen on my forehead and the rigid line of my jaw.

“Double it?” He let out a low, breathy laugh that held no humor. “Adnan, your knee took the brunt of a crash that put you in a coma for weeks. What you...

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