Unspoken Truths - Book 2
“No more running on emotions. You want her back? Sit down and listen.”
Vincent jerks his thumb toward the hallway. “Drop the bag. Come eat. We’re working the last bits out now.”
I grit my teeth. Every second feels like a lifetime, but they’re right - I can’t rush this.
The smell of eggs, bacon, and coffee hits me the second I walk through the doors. It’s comfort food, but I couldn’t stomach anything right now.
Everyone’s already gathered around the long island table: Gabriella’s in the wig and heels, flipping through her phone. Matthew’s perched on the counter, stuffing French toast into his mouth, and Alexandra’s next to the cook, helping plate the food.
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