CHAPTER 127: SHATTERED GLASS

NATHAN’S POV

I don’t look at her. I can’t look at her.

But I hear the tremor in her voice, the hesitant, disbelieving, “What?

I inhale, and agony burns through me. Pretty sure Lucas—that fucking bastard—bruised my lungs.

Those awful, hideous four words hang in the air between us like ...

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