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Chapter 15

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The relief should have brought me peace, but it didn’t. It was thin, frail, held together by nothing but Ryan’s assurance and a phone call I hadn’t even heard myself.

I slumped against the wall, my legs weak, hands still trembling. I couldn’t stop shaking. Couldn’t stop hearing Jonas’s voice in my head, over and over, like a sick loop stuck on repeat.

He was alive.

And he was scared.

Because of me.

“You’re going to make yourself sick,” Ryan said, voice cool, edged with something I couldn’t place. Not sympathy. Something harder. Maybe frustration.

I pushed myself off the wall, my vision swimming for a moment before it steadied. “You heard him, Ryan. He’s terrified. He’s my son. I have to do something.”

“I am doing something,” he snapped. “Keeping you from running straight into Bruce’s trap.”

“Trap or not, I have to try!” My voice rose, heat climbing up my throat, my chest. “You don’t understand. You’re not a parent. You don’t know what it’s like to hear your child begging for help and
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