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Time is Running Out

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last update Last Updated: 2024-12-08 04:51:18

Grace

“ Someone kidnapped your son, and now you got this video from a close parking lot building. You think she hired some men to kidnap your son and then hand him over to her? ” Ethan tilts his head and asks Tristin, who is glaring at him.

My feet continue to tap against the floor restlessly as I sit in the lounge. Nothing about this place has changed—not even a bit. Even the decor I had carefully put up is still there.

An uneasy feeling in my gut keeps drawing my attention away from Tristin and to my surroundings.

“ You killed her. ” Tristin’s voice rises. “ I am sure of it. ”

I flinch, directing my gaze to the man sitting on the opposite couch. The girl is still sitting beside him, eyeing us warily but she has been silent since we came inside.

I take her in. She is wearing a simple, elegant white dress that reaches below her knees and gives off a decent look. A constant frown marks her forehead, yet she clings to Ethan’s arm as if she is used to it.

And Ethan. He is discussing ever
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Ava Wolf
When will she realize how much Tristin loves her, and ONLY WANTS HER! Thank you for the update! Smooches!
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