Kailin’s pov I looked up at her—really looked at her—standing there with her fist twisted in my collar, demanding answers like she wasn’t shaking inside. A small chuckle slipped out of me before I could stop it. I stood up slowly, deliberately, even while she was still gripping my shirt. Up close, she looked smaller than I’d realized. Fragile. And yet—this kid had nerves. “You want to know how you ended up here?” I asked. She didn’t answer. She just stared into my eyes, searching for something—anything. “Right?” I asked again, louder this time. Her body flinched. I felt it before I saw it. Her fingers loosened, then dropped from my collar completely. I exhaled and stepped back. “I knew you wouldn’t leave that place,” I said, my voice low, controlled. “I knew you’d still be there.” She frowned, confused. “That’s why I went back to the club,” I continued. “And I was right. You were still there.” I paused, watching her carefully. “You know what surprised me?” H
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