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Chapter 31

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Alice’s pov

There was a quiet kind of terror in hope.

Not the fear that came from threats or violence—that kind of fear was obvious, easy to name. But hope? Hope was dangerous, hope was waiting for something good and knowing, deep in your bones, that you might not get it. That they could take it from you again.

I stood outside the courthouse with my fingers curled tight around the strap of my bag, the wind cutting across my cheeks like a warning. Reeves was late, and I hated that I noticed. The sky overhead was a smear of grey, and everything in my body felt wired and tight, like the universe had decided I didn’t deserve peace today either.

Aaron had smiled at me yesterday.

Just for a second. A real one.

It had cracked something open inside me I’d kept sealed for five years.

Now I couldn’t stop shaking.

“You’re early,” a voice said behind me.

I turned and it was Ryan.

Of course.

His coat was dark, and the collar was up, half-obscuring the bruised circles beneath his eyes. He looked li
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