Chapter 64 More Than He'll Say

Emrys's POV

I slam my own hand against the edge of the desk.

The pain shoots up my arm, white and sharp, and the phone flies out of my fingers and skids across the floor. For one second, my hand is mine again. I flex it. It shakes, but it listens.

My father hasn't moved from his chair.

"That won...

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