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“And you knew?”
Behind us, a voice cut through the air like a knife.
I turned. Ethan stood a few feet away, jaw tight, eyes narrowed.
He’d heard everything.
Noah flinched so hard it looked like he’d been struck.
Ethan’s face twisted with anger.
He stepped forward and grabbed Noah by the back of his jacket.
“LET GO OF HIM!” I exploded.
Everyone froze.
Noah made a small sound — half gasp, half sob.
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