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Chapter 27

Auteur: Erika Lana Bell
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Caden’s POV.

The room still smelled like sex and sweat. The sheets were a mess beneath us, sticking to my back where her body had pressed against mine. The fan above creaked faintly, but the air remained heavy—thick with heat.

I lit a cigarette.

Dahila’s hand grazed my wrist in weak protest, but she didn’t push. She never did.

The match flared and hissed out, the orange tip glowing in the dark as I inhaled, the smoke filling my lungs.

Her arms slid around me again, slow and lazy, her chest pressed against my side. Her skin was soft. Warm. Familiar. But nothing about it settled me.

“You’ve been quiet,” she whispered. “What’s wrong?”

I didn’t answer right away. My eyes were fixed on the ceiling, following the cracks in the plaster. My thoughts were somewhere else entirely.

Scarlett.

She’d been taking over inside my head.

There’d always been something… unfinished about her. I thought I had her figured out. Thought I’d broken her down to parts and rearranged her into something convenient.
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