Possessive

HARDIN’S POV

I don’t know how many times I woke up.

The hallway light buzzed faintly overhead, a steady hum that kept dragging me back from sleep every time I drifted off. My back ached from the chair. My neck was stiff. But none of it compared to the dull, persistent ache in my chest.

I stared a...

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