My Other Half
she teased, but her voice shook, betraying her.
Jack’s mouth quirked, a fleeting almost smile, but his eyes held a quiet intensity, a mix of hope and regret. “This house…it’s too big, you know?” he said, his voice low, his gaze distant. “Always felt like it was waiting for someone to make it a home.” His words hung heavy, a confession wrapped in casual talk, and Elle’s breath caught, her heart screaming to tell him the truth about Max, to say she still loved him. But fear held her back fear of being hurt, fear of not being enough.
Before she could respond, the doorbell rang, shattering the moment. Jack’s face hardened, his alpha mask snapping back into place. “I’ll get it,” he said, his tone
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