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should have—”
“Don’t,” he shook his head. “Don’t apologize for them, Sienna. That’s not your job.”
Before I could respond, footsteps crunched on the frozen grass behind us.
“Sienna.” Derek’s voice was different now—softer, slightly slurred. “Can I talk to you? Alone?”
Marcus tensed beside me, every muscle going tight.
“It’s fine,” I said quietly. “Go inside,continue reading …
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