Chapter 38
Reese’s POV I stood frozen outside Francine’s hospital room, my back pressed against the cold white wall. The hallway was quiet.... too quiet. But my mind? A goddamn riot. Why was Priscilla there? Okay, sure, she helped them save Dominic... but why is she still around? Why were they holding hands like that? A milk tea date? Seriously? What exactly is going on between them? I clenched my jaw. Why did it feel like that wasn’t just a friendly look? Why did it feel like... like there was a spark? That should’ve been me. It was supposed to be me. I blinked, eyes burning. s**t. I had to get out of there before I broke down in front of them. So I walked out, straight into the quiet corridor, trying to steady my breath...... and failing. That image of Francine smiling at Priscilla... t
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