Chapter 65 The Irony of Betrayal

(Trish's POV)

"Joseph, please... listen to me. Whatever you think you heard—"

"Is what, Trish?" Joseph’s voice was a jagged blade, cutting through the small space of the hallway. He didn't move toward me. He stood rooted to the spot, his hands clenched so tight his knuckles were white.

"Is it a l...

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