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chapter 70: Guilt

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MIA’S POV

I sat curled on the edge of the bed, knees drawn tight against my chest, arms wrapped around them like a shield I couldn’t lower. The sheets beneath me were rumpled, but I hadn’t been able to lie down, not with the restless storm inside me. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking, no matter how hard I pressed them against my legs. Every tremor felt like a betrayal, proof of how fragile I really was.

The door clicked softly behind him. Even that quiet sound made me flinch. Xander didn’t storm in, he never did when I was like this. He closed the door with deliberate care, as though he were sealing us in a fragile bubble that couldn’t handle sharp edges.

“Mia,” he said gently, his voice steady in a way mine could never be. “Talk to me.”

I couldn’t lift my head. My throat ached too much, my chest heavy with words I didn&r

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