Chapter 23 Chapter 23: The Shade of the Oak

Elliot’s P.O.V

The silence in the living room felt heavy enough to bruise.

My fingers remained locked around Noah’s chin, holding him steady beneath my gaze. Looking down into his wide, dark eyes, I felt a bitter, agonizing knot tighten in my chest—a dark wave of internal turmoil that I hadn't all...

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