Maxine’s POVThe rest of the day passed in a blur. It was not the kind that came with productivity or focus, it was the kind that left you hollow while moving from one task to another without truly being present. My hands worked on autopilot as I updated charts, checked vitals, and responded to questions, but my mind kept circling back to one thing.Hex, more specifically, what almost happened.The image wouldn’t leave me; him holding my phone, his eyes scanning the screen and then that question.I tightened my grip on the file in my hand as I exhaled slowly, trying to steady myself. It had been hours, but yet the panic still lingered under my skin, crawling, suffocating, and refusing to settle.He was too close to finding out about Creed and Hex Mercer was not the type to let something go once it caught his attention.That was what scared me the most. It was not his anger or presence, it was his persistence.I had spent three years building a life where he didn’t exist. A life whe
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