Teresa's POV
It wasn't a wide, bright smile. It was a small, knowing curl of her lips. A smile that said she was in on a secret I didn't understand. It made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
Mark stopped walking dead in his tracks. His entire body went still.
"What is she doing here?" His voice was flat, devoid of all warmth.
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