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FIFTY EIGHT

Author: Gentle Roses
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-31 23:01:48

Naomi’s pov

Jace muttered that he’d give us a minute and slipped out of the room quietly. The soft click of the door closing seemed to echo forever.

For a long, suspended heartbeat, I just stood there staring at the space he’d left behind. My pulse hadn’t slowed, instead it thudded painfully against my ribs, every breath catching on the memory of his touch. Then I turned toward Priscilla.

She was still by the doorway, frozen in place. Her face was pale, her mouth slightly open, eyes flicking between me and the half-closed door as if trying to make sense of what she’d just seen. The silence was suffocating.

“Pris…” My voice broke halfway through her name. I didn’t even know what I meant to say after it.

She blinked, finally moving her hand to the doorknob and letting out a shaky breath.

“Naomi, what…” She stopped, pressing her lips together, clearly unsure which question to ask first. “What the hell was that?”

I wanted to answer. I wanted to come up with something that would make sen
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