Chapter 50 A whisper

Harley’s P.O.V.

The moment Alex’s name rolled out of my tongue, Derek’s eyes narrowed sharply, locking onto mine like a hound picking up a scent.

“Do you know him?”

I nodded, still staring at the screen unblinkingly. My throat felt tight as the memory of Alex’s goofy grin earlier this morning flashe...

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