Chapter 13: The Spark Before The Fire

JULIAN’S POV

The office was too quiet. Morning light filtered in slow and gray, stroking the windows like a caress. But the air… still. Too still.

And then I saw it.

A silver picture frame rested on my desk, set like a trap. Ava. Caleb.

Moonlight washed over them. Her hand on his chest. His ...

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