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Adonis paused, an uncomfortable silence settling in the room as he gave Cara and her father time to process his confession.

The way she stared at him, mouth agape and eyes wide with a mixture of disbelief and shock indicated she, in particular, would need a while to—but as her face pulled a look of horror and nose wrinkled, he knew she wasn't just surprised;

She's got to be reeling on at least four emotions...

Her face kept contorting and switching within seconds, unlike Miguel, who remained quiet, gazing at him with a calculative expression and steeples fingers.

"I am utterly and completely lost."

He cocked his head, his lips parting to speak when a dissatisfied pout graced her lips.

"Seriously. Even a scriptwriter wouldn't add this much twist to his or her story. Why the hell is your family so complicated?"

A soft snort racked out of Adonis when he saw he was right. He felt like a psychic on the seventh plough in the spiritual realm.

First, confusion. Now, annoyance? How many more
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