Alina's POV
"Who were you talking to?" Jaxon asked, his voice careful, which made my stomach twist. He stood in the doorway, lit by the light from the hallway, his expression unreadable. Behind him, I could see the shadowy figures of Maddox and Ronan.
My heart raced. How much had they overheard?
"My friend Chloe," I replied, trying to keep my vo
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