Eliza's POVAdam made it in seventeen minutes.I knew because I counted. The viewing room had no windows, no clock, nothing but buzzing fluorescents and the weight of what I'd just read. So I counted. One Mississippi. Two Mississippi. Three. The rhythm kept me from thinking. From feeling. From opening the box again and reading the letter until the words dissolved.When the door finally opened, he was slightly out of breath. He'd run from the car. Adam Thorne, who never ran, who moved through the world like he had all the time in it, had run.His eyes found me first. Then the box. Then Chloe, leaning against the wall, watching us both with an expression I couldn't read."You okay?" he asked."No."He crossed the room in four strides. Didn't touch me—he never assumed—but stood close enough that I could feel his heat, his presence, the solid fact of him.Chloe pushed off the wall. "I delivered. Now I need what I wa
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