Chapter 42 Red Stain

GENESIS

"Genesis," he called.

I turned. Shirtless. My breath hitched. Panic flared—I pressed my face into the pillow, hiding my tears. He mustn't see. He mustn't.

When I thought I'd stopped crying, I sat up. He was already there. Hands on my shoulders. Face carved in fury.

What had I done?

Did ...

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