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Chapter 35: I Have Killed For Far Less

ผู้เขียน: Janice Mark
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Knox’s POV

“What?” My voice came out rougher than I intended.

She was looking at me with those doe-brown eyes, but they were different now. Wounded. Betrayed. And I’d put that look there.

“Maybe I don’t belong here.” Her voice was steady, but I could hear the crack beneath it.

“Elara, don’t…”

“You were kissing her.” The accusation landed like a knife between my ribs. “I saw you. Behind the truck. With Melissa.”

My stomach dropped. Fuck. “That’s not what…”

“Don’t.” She held up her good hand, and the gesture felt like a wall slamming down between us. “Just don’t. I can’t… I can’t do this right now.”

The smug bastard beside her…Jason, the piece of shit who’d cheated on her…took that as his cue. “See? Even he knows you don’t belong here. Come home with me, Elara. Let’s fix what we broke.”

I wanted to correct him. Wanted to grab him by the throat and explain exactly who broke what. But I couldn’t take my eyes off Elara’s face, off the pain written there that I’d caused.

“We didn’t break
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