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The door opened and closed again. From the shadow on the wall, Lena could tell it was Kendall Warren standing behind her.
The man who had rescued her was Kendall Warren, leader of the people of the outskirts and the father of the one person she now hated the most.
Yes. It all made sense to Lena now.
He must have sent his daughters away after he lost his wife.
If Carla and Trisha were Eleanor Singer's daughters, that definitely made Kendall their father.
Lena smiled wryly as she thought of Eleanor again.
All those years ago, Eleanor had stolen the heart of the man she loved most. And now, her daughter had turned against her.
Her fist tightened beside her, what was the thing with Singer women?
She rose up, brushing her sweaty palms against the brown dress she had be
