Chapter 30: War in the Living room

“Say it.”

My voice was low, sharp, and stripped of all the softness I used to speak to him with. My hand was still on his arm, but it didn’t feel like comfort. It felt like a demand.

“Say you don’t believe her.”

Gabriel’s jaw tightened. He wanted to—God, he wanted to—but the words stuck in his th...

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