Alistair ~~I stared at the message again and again, but the words didn’t change, and no matter how many times I blinked, they remained the same cruel truth.From nine p.m. to eight a.m., her phone was dead, and her last known location was Hunter’s building. Eleven hours… my fiancée had spent eleven hours with my brother?My jaw tightened until my teeth ached, and the phone screen blurred before my eyes. When it cleared, I realized my hands were shaking.I wanted to confront her right there, to grab her shoulders and demand the truth, to ask if she had been with him, if she had slept with him, if she had spent the night in my brother’s bed while I lay awake wondering where she was.The questions burned in my throat desperately like acid. But Hunter…I knew my brother better than anyone, better than our parents, and I knew what he was capable of. I knew how his mind worked sometimes.This was exactly his style; plant evidence, create doubt, let the poison work while he sat back and wa
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