Amara’s POV
The sound of soft laughter floated through the hallway as I carried a tray of freshly made coffee cups toward the living room. It was unusual to hear Ryder laugh, especially after the tension that had been hanging in the house recently. Curious, I stepped closer, my steps quiet as I rounded the corner.
And there they were.
Ryder sat on the couch, his head tilted back slightly, a grin plastered on his usually serious face. But he wasn’t alone. Next to him, leaning in far too close, was my cousin, Selena. Her delicate hand rested on his thigh, her nails trailing patterns across the fabric of his jeans. She looked radiant, her long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, her lips painted a vibrant red that matched the fiery glint in her eyes.
My heart dropped.
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