Chapter 72 Trust Me One Last Time

ARES’S POV

The drive home took fifteen minutes. Long enough for the cold to fill the car and the heater to push it back out.

He parked behind my Jeep and sat at the curb for a minute. Then we went inside.

His mom was at the stove. His dad had the paper. April looked up from her phone and went rig...

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