CHAPTER 25

‎Mila

The ride back to the mansion was brutal in its silence.

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‎Lance didn’t speak. He didn’t even look at me. his posture rigid, one hand gripping the steering wheel like he wanted to snap it in two.

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‎The moment the car stopped, he stepped out.

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‎He simply walked.

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‎And I followed, not that h...