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The Door I Didn’t Open

Author: Jane Besh
last update publish date: 2026-08-18 20:45:40

Chapter 22

Jaxon POV

I came home late from dinner with a group of investors, already exhausted before I even got through the front door.

My tie hung loose, my jacket was slung over one arm, and all I wanted was a shower and a few hours of sleep before another long day at the office.

The house was unusually quiet.

I figured Lucinda had already gone to bed, which was fine by me. I wasn't in the mood for another conversation about my mother, dinner plans, or whatever event they'd decided I needed
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