Alina's POV
The silence was the worst part.
I'd cried myself into exhaustion, my throat raw, my eyes swollen, my chest aching from the force of sobs that had torn through me like a storm. And when I finally stopped-when there were no more tears left, no more energy to sustain the breakdown-I waited.
Waited for the knock on my door. For Jaxon's g
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