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Bruised and Bound

Jaxon’s POV

The room was eerily quiet. The kind of quiet that left you alone with your thoughts—the ones you didn’t want to face.

Riley stood at the sink, his back to me as he cleaned the plates we’d used for dinner.

His shoulders stiff with tension, as though scrubbing dishes was the only thing keeping him fixed to reality.

I sat at the kitchen island, a small mirror kept up in front of me.

My father’s punch had left its mark, literally and figuratively.

My jaw throbbed, and the red imprint of his knuckles stood out like a badge of disgrace.

I turned my face slightly, inspecting the damage, and let out a bitter laugh.

“Perfect,” I muttered to myself, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

The sound of running water didn’t stop, but I caught Riley glancing at me out of the corner of his eye.

He didn’t say anything, but his expression spoke volumes.

I reached for the first aid kit I’d grabbed earlier, flipping it open with one hand.

My hands were unsteady, and
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