Ava found him in the study, exactly where he always was, exactly where she'd been sitting a few hours ago going through a box he didn't know she'd found.She dropped the photograph on the desk in front of him without a word.Adrian looked down. His hand didn't move to pick it up.“Why are you in this picture?”He went still in a way she'd never seen from him before.Not the careful stillness he used when he was hiding something, the kind she'd learned to read over weeks of watching him lie, deflect, redirect.This was different.He stared at the photograph like it had caught him doing something he couldn't take back.“Adrian.”“Where did you find that?”“That's not what I asked.”He picked it up finally. His thumb stopped against the edge.“I was twenty,” he said, mostly to the photograph.“That's not an answer either.”“I know.”“Then give me one.”He set the photo down. His jaw worked.For the first time since she'd woken up in this life, watching him lie, deflect, redirect, disappe
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