Page 91 of Sinful Promise
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But for as long as he stares into my soul, I get access to seeing his, too.
His pain.
His fears.
His anxieties.
And the love he has for the family he was once promised.
But then he closes his eyes and turns away with a shake of his head. He locks me out.
And Archer.
Even Aubree and Tim and Fifi.
Stepping outside and letting the door swing shut, he leaves us, so we’re just leftovers.
Unneeded.
Worse… unwanted.
“Fuck.” Archer slams his soda glass to the bar and pushes up to stand. “Fucking hell.”
“That can’t be it, right?” Seraphina tilts forward on her stool and frowns. “She’s back, and he just… cuts himself and Mia off from his friends?” Then her lips curl back with disgust. “Forher?”
