Chapter 45: A Fragile Interval

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Roman’s hands curled into fists at his sides, and his patience snapped. “Why the fuck did you have to say that name?” he hissed through clenched teeth, eyes burning.

Theon lifted both hands slightly in a defensive gesture. “Maybe giving me a heads up would have been better.”

He glanced at Evelyn...

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