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097. Their Funny Pain and Bull Aka Liam

Auteur: Nightingale
last update Date de publication: 2026-01-21 23:58:46
Blake’s POV:

Alex keeps staring at his phone like it might explain itself if he looks long enough.

The screen is dark now. The call is over. But whatever his father said did not end with it. I can see it in the way Alex’s shoulders are tense. In the way his jaw tightens, not angry, but heavy. Like someone just placed a weight on his chest and walked away.

I shift slightly on the bed so I am facing him better. The blanket slides down my waist, but I do not bother pulling it back up yet. The room
Nightingale

Hi Readers, Are you loving the simple chapter? But what exactly might be bothering Alex? Can anyone guess it?

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