Sleep refused to come.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Liam’s face in the moment I’d told him the truth. I saw the hope shatter behind his eyes, the light guttering out, replaced by a revulsion that made me look like something rotten.
It didn’t matter, I told myself. He would fall in line. They always did.
But a cold knot of dread tightened in my gut, a feeling I couldn’t name and couldn’t shake.
I sat up, the silken sheets pooling around
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