CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

LENA

MY KNEES BUCKLED WITH RELIEF. I NEVER THOUGHT I’D ever be grateful to hear that voice, but right then, I could’ve built a shrine in its honor and pledged eternal devotion.

Over Max’s shoulder, I spotted Ethan—his tousled hair, his lean, solid frame—and suddenly, I could breathe again.

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