Chapter 78

EDEN

Hayden pats me down like I'm made of glass and might shatter if he misses a crack.

"Eden—baby—did he hurt you?" His voice is wrecked, like he's been screaming for hours. "Are you hurt? Did he touch you? Tell me where. Tell me what he did. I need to know—"

I can't speak yet. My throat is...

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