My entire body tenses automatically. Hannah notices. "It's okay," she says quietly. "He's not Ethan. You don't have to be afraid."But four years of conditioning don't just disappear because someone says nice things. Footsteps approaching the kitchen. Ocean appears in the doorway, still in his suit from whatever meeting he was at. His eyes immediately find me, and I see relief flash across his face."Lola. Good, you're up." His voice is gentle. "I was worried... I'm glad Hannah is taking care of you.""She barely ate," Hannah reports like she's tattling. "I had to force feed her.""I didn't force..." I start, but Ocean's slight smile stops me. "Thank you, Hannah. For looking after her.""Of course, boss."Ocean's eyes move over my face, probably cataloging the bruises that are even more colorful today than yesterday. Something dark flickers in his expression."How are you feeling?" he asks."I'm... okay." It's not true, but what else do I say?"Liar," Hannah mutters. I shoot her a lo
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