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Who to trust.

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River’s POV

I didn’t know why Ethan had called me.

His voice had been clipped on the phone. Not angry, not cold, just serious. “Can you meet me? At the café. It’s important.”

No explanation. No details or anything that hinted why he wanted to see me. Just that.

I almost didn’t go. I thought maybe he wanted to talk about rent. Or complain about something Karden broke. Maybe I forgot to lock the back door again, or the sink started leaking. It didn’t feel urgent. Just… I don't know how to put it and after everything, I didn’t feel ready to deal with anyone, especially not Ethan and whatever was going on between him and my cousin.

But when I walked in and saw Noah sitting there, everything inside me stuttered.

My heart did this thing, jumped too fast, then landed wrong. Like I had tripped, but only on the inside. I stood at the entrance for a second longer than I should have, trying to pretend I wasn’t surprised, trying to breathe like a normal person.

Noah didn’t say anything when our
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