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Sophia’s POVMy heart was pounding so loudly, I was certain Elijah could hear it. Lucas was a topic neither of us wanted to dwell on, but there was no avoiding this conversation. He had to know what I’d discovered—what I now remembered.I drew in a deep breath and looked him in the eye. “Lucas was there,” I said softly, the words hanging between us like a fragile thread.His forehead creased slightly. “What do you mean, there?”“The day I went missing,” I clarified. “He told me he was at the ski resort with his uncle. He followed us into the snow.”Elijah leaned back slightly, his shoulders tense, his eyes sharp and assessing. “He followed you, even after you were separated from the rest of us?”I nodded, feeling the knot in my stomach tighten. “Yes. He said… he wanted to see me. To spend time with me. But he also admitted he saw something.”Elijah leaned forward now, his attention fully on me. “What did he see?”I closed my eyes for a brief second, willing myself to stay calm. “He s
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Emily’s POV“Walk away, Hugo,” Antoine said sharply, stepping in front of us as if to shield us from the strange man.The name triggered a memory.Chris had mentioned it just yesterday—Hugo Tournier. Suddenly, I remembered. It’s the name Sophia and Elijah had been trying to track down. The man who had supposedly changed Sophia’s life forever.And now he’s here. Why?!My hands instinctively balled up as my heart slammed against my ribs. Could this really be the same man?Hugo’s expression darkened with satisfaction as he took another step, exuding an air of quiet arrogance.“Well, well,” he drawled, his voice smooth but laced with something sinister. “You’re not as fun outside of prison, Antoine.”Phoebe’s grip on my wrist tightened. “Emily, let’s go,” she muttered under her breath.I wanted to. Every instinct screamed at me to turn and leave. But I couldn’t—not yet.Hugo came forward, his eyes staring straight at me. He gave a low chuckle, mocking. “It’s interesting to meet Sabrina Ba
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Emily’s POVI refused to flinch. Even as Antoine stood in front of me, blocking my way, I forced my body to stay still, to stay firm.I squared my shoulders, my fingers curling into fists at my sides. “Move.”Antoine didn’t budge. His gaze shifted between me and Phoebe, like he wasn’t sure if I’d actually listen or turn and run.“I’m not here to fight,” he said, his voice calm. “I just want to talk.”Phoebe’s grip on my arm tightened, and her anger was immediate, sharp.“Oh, hell no,” she snapped. “What are you even doing here? Haven’t you caused enough trouble?”I inhaled slowly, forcing myself to stay calm. I wasn’t going to let him see me feeling nervous or affected by him. Antoine exhaled, his face unreadable. “I just wanted to talk.”Phoebe laughed coldly. “Talk? You took Jared, Antoine. Without permission. Do you have any idea what you put us through?”“I know,” he admitted. “I made a mistake.”Phoebe scoffed. “A mistake?”I stepped forward, my gaze hardening. “Please, Antoine.
