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Asher’s POV

The ride home was quiet; well, at least for Asher, before Nolan had opened his mouth. He still had a lot to process over his conversation with Avery. He was eighty percent sure that she was Raina and perhaps a DNA test or a confirmation from her would seal the deal.

He had confirmed the mole present on her shoulder, but that could also be a coincidence, just like her face could be. Asher was just leaving room for trial and error, because he was sure that the woman he had sat with at the party that night was Raina.

The soft hum of the car engine filled the air as the vehicle glided through the quiet streets. Asher sat in the backseat, legs stretched out, gaze fixed on the passing cityscape.

It had been a long day, and he would have preferred silence for the ride home.

But with Nolan sitting beside him, that was never an option. Peace was hard to come by when Nolan was in the back seat with him. It had not crossed his mind earlier to send the man to the front seat.

He knew
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