CHAPTER HUNDRED & SIXTY-FIVE

LUCIAN

I brought two chocolate bars that morning. One for Ezra. One just in case.

I’d even taken the time to sneak some socks from Dad’s bottom drawer—the soft kind he wore when he was home, reading by the fire with a glass of wine. I figured Ezra could use something warm. The air had been getting...

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