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I pressed the remote‑control button and turned off the TV. There was no point pretending I was watching it anyway. Not even for the background noise, since I’d muted it so I wouldn’t disturb Sabrina sleeping upstairs.
After the altercation with Tristan, I ran straight to Tessa and begged her for a place to sleep. No way was I going back to a cottage reeking of Mark and Tyra’s body fluids. I’d have burned that old place to the ground by now if it didn’t belong to the Knox family.
I don’t know if I’ll ever go back there. Even if I wash my eyes with bleach for a week, the image of their naked, sweaty bodies is burned into my retinas.
Tessa came back from the kitchen with two mugs of tea. She handed me one before settling beside me in silence.
I took a sip, hoping the warmth would
