Chapter 87
Autumn was pacing back and forth at Neo and Maddox’s place, with Neo, Maddox and Winter staring at him, their heads moving back and forth as he paced from the window to the beige couch. Back and forth. Back and forth. “Oh, you need to stop pacing,” Winter hissed. “You’re hurting my neck at this point.” “You’re treating him like the enemy,” Autumn whispered. No one was telling him where they were keeping Summer, and no matter how much he screamed, yelled, begged or pleaded, every single one of them was tightlipped. “He’s not the enemy.” “He is,” Neo replied gently. “You didn’t see Winter that night, or maybe you did, and you refuse to acknowledge what had happened, but we all saw it, and we all know that it was Summer who beat him within an inch of his life.” “No,” Autumn replied. “No
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