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Chapter 32

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Aria's Point of View

I slam the cabin door behind me and head straight for my room, my pulse still hammering in my ears. My steps are quick, sharp, echoing in the quiet space, and by the time I shut myself inside, my chest feels tight with frustration.

Why won’t he just tell me?

What is so terrible about the truth that he would rather sit there in silence than explain who that man was?

I pace once across the room, then drop onto the edge of the bed, my arms crossed over my chest, staring at the floor like the wood grain might give me answers. My mind keeps replaying that moment outside the shop, how his whole body went tense, how he all but shoved me towards the truck. That flash of urgency in his eyes. And then… nothing.

The longer I sit here, the more the irritation simmers into something heavier, something like hurt.

It feels like forever before I finally hear the crunch of his steps outside. The front door opens a moment later, letting in a brief gust of cooler air. I
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