Chapter 18 Babe, Who Bought You This Shirt ?

"What is that?"

Daniel's voice was low. Not loud. Cold.

Rafael was halfway down the stairs, the white tee open in his hand, tag swinging. New. Size S. Folded but not anymore. The plastic bag was gone.

Rafael held it up like it was nothing. "Found it in your babe's closet. Behind a shoebox. Whi...

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