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Chapter Thirteen

Penulis: Tommy
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Adrian's Pov

“Noah,” I whispered, staring at the bruise forming on his face. “Who did this to you?”

He blinked at me, like he wasn’t sure if I was real. For a second, he just stood there in the doorway, chest rising and falling fast, rain soaking his hair and clothes. Then the door closed behind him, shutting us into the quiet of the safehouse.

“It doesn’t matter,” he said softly. “You’re safe. That’s what matters.”

But it mattered to me. It mattered too much. I reached out, touching his cheek lightly, and he winced. My stomach twisted. Whoever had put their hands on him… I wanted to break something. Or someone.

“I told you not to go back to them,” I said, keeping my voice low so it wouldn’t crack. “I told you they would hurt you.”

Noah’s eyes flicked away. “I didn’t have a choice. Your mother sent people to the apartment. They tore the place apart. Nathan followed them. And Damian.....”

He stopped talking.

Damian.

My jaw tightened painfully. I didn’t remember everything yet, but eve
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