Ava."Dad?"The word falls from my lips as a broken whisper. My father stands in front of me, impossibly real, and no matter how much I pray for it not to be so, his feet remain firmly planted on the concrete.Unlike last time, he looks put together. His hair is brushed over, and his beer belly looks like it has shrunken by an inch. Only an inch. He's also wearing a plain button-down shirt that thins around his belly and faded blue jeans.To put it simply, he looked like my worst nightmare come to life."Hello, Ava."The man I'd grown to despise more in the last second says to me, lips curling in a self-pleased smile."You're working with him?" I couldn't hide the disgust that made its way into my question, but more than that, I couldn't hide my curiosity.When Nikolai and I had gotten married I'd been foolish enough to beg him to protect my father. I'd assumed the Moretti's were going to exact their revenge on him for not holding up his end of the deal as planned but now I wonder if
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