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Chapter 23: She deserves better

Author: Cassie GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-28 11:09:40

BEATRICE

My heartbeat is pounding so hard I can barely hear anything else. It’s like the sound has risen to my ears, muffling the rest of the room, the air, even his voice.

I push Maxwell away. Not forcefully, but enough to put some space between us. I need air. I need the heat of his body not to be pressed against mine. “Thank you,” I murmur, avoiding his eyes. It comes out smaller than I intend, a little awkward, a little too quiet.

He watches me for a second. Long enough to make my skin itch under the weight of his gaze, but he doesn’t say anything else.

I clear my throat, smoothing my hair back like it helps me find balance. I force my voice to sound casual, like I’m asking the question for no particular reason. “The prisoner from earlier… the one they brought in. Do you know who he is?”

Maxwell’s expression doesn’t shift. “No one important,” he says simply.

Just like that. No details. No explanation.

Of course. He’s too smart for that.

I nod like it doesn’t matter to me, like I’
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