Chapter 16 Someone Else's Hands

Tia's POV

By the time we get home, I can feel the wine in my veins and the bruise in my arm.

The dress itches against my skin and my feet aches from my shoe. Jordan's hand rests low on my back as we walk down the corridor, guiding me like I'm something fragile.

He's been in a good mood all ni...

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