His Mouth Was Smiling. His Eyes Were Not (Lila's POV)

The lights were about to go out when someone knocked at my door.

Three soft raps. I crossed the room and opened it to find Adrian standing in the hallway. He was wearing a dark grey long-sleeved shirt — something casual, meant for home — and his hair was damp, not quite dry, pushed back from his fa...

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