Reaper’s words hit me like a bullet.“She’s with Demetri.”For a second, the world went silent.Not quiet.Silent.Like sound itself had been ripped out of the air.Armando froze.Torres stiffened.Reaper smiled like he’d just dropped a match into a room full of gasoline.And me?I couldn’t breathe.Not because it was true.Not because it wasn’t.But because Reaper knew exactly where to aim.He didn’t want to break Armando.He wanted to break us.I forced myself to inhale, my ribs screaming, my vision blurring at the edges. I stepped forward, ignoring the pain, ignoring the blood soaking through my shirt.“Armando,” I said quietly.He didn’t turn.“Armando,” I repeated, louder this time.Still nothing.He was staring at Reaper like he was deciding whether to kill him or tear him apart with his bare hands.I stepped between them.Armando’s eyes snapped to mine — wild, furious, wounded.“Demetri,” he growled, “move.”“No.”His jaw clenched. “Move.”“I’m not moving.”Reaper chuckled behi
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