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Chapter 91 – Cracks in the Armor

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The sun was setting into the west, bathing the sky in lavender and burnt orange colors, but anything but tranquility existed in Killian's penthouse suite.

Elena stood rigid in front of the window, arms folded over her chest as if attempting to hold fragments of herself together. Whatever had happened in the past day hadn't disturbed her, it'd dismantled something within. Trust, hope, belief—now all so tenuous, one false move away from breaking totally.

Killian entered the room, stealthy steps on wood. He froze when he saw her. "You're not answering my calls."

"I needed space," Elena said, low, nearly disconnected. "And time."

His jaw tightened. "And yet you're still here."

She shifted to face him, her eyes empty. "Where else would I be, Killian? My whole life is tangled in you. All roads go to you. even the broken ones."

He winced at that.

"I never meant for you to get hurt."

"You didn't have to mean it for it to occur."

There was silence between them, the tension of all they
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