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Chapter 17

Violet

It was his turn.

However, the defeated look on his face showed that he was nowhere near ready. I could tell that speaking about whatever he was holding back was difficult for him.

His jaw clenched, fists tightened, eyes were narrowed. Judging by his reaction, it had to be something far worse than Dylan’s resentment or Nate’s addiction.

What could it be?

We were on a roll, and I didn’t want to lose it—so I leaned over the fire and grabbed the box from Nate.

“I’ll go.”

Surprisingly, Kylan’s lips curled into a small, grateful smile. It was so quick that if I hadn’t been looking closely, I might’ve missed it.

Compared to holding a knife to your sister’s throat, taking Lunaris multiple times a day, and whatever the hell Kylan had going on—mine didn’t seem as big.

I had buried it, pretended like it wasn’t there—but it wasn’t something scandalous.

"My glasses," I said, tapping on the frame. “They’re not for eyesight. They’re for something else. Dylan knows about it.”

“Since I was a ch
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