FRACTURED TRUST~MABLE POV~His door was open a bit when I arrived. Not all the way, but just enough, like when you're waiting for someone and don't want them to have to knock.I pushed it and stepped inside and he was standing in the middle of the loft with his arms crossed over his bare chest, sweats low on his hips, his hair pushed back like he had been running his hands through it. His eyes found me the second I walked in and stayed there.It was like a storm brewing. Not mad, not trying to protect himself, but just full of energy, like the air before a big event."You saw," he said.I held up my phone. The picture was still on the screen, showing the club, the girls, and the time. It felt like a quiet reminder of what happened."Yeah," I said. "I saw."My voice came out steadier than I felt. There was a crack in it somewhere that I could hear even if I was the only one who knew where to listen for it."How many?" I asked. "While we've been doing this. How many, Darin?"He did no
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