Chapter 69

  DAMIEN

  "No."

  "Thank God I wasn't asking, then," Dot mutters, unbuckling her seatbelt.

  She's barely looked at me all night. Not in the car. Not when we left the house. Not since the knitting kit.

  That's how I know something's wrong.

  That, and the way she keeps rubbing her wrist like she's...

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