CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

KYLE

“It’s my mom. The hospital called... she was in a car accident. She—she’s…”

Her words shattered mid-sentence, but I didn’t need her to finish. I already knew. Still, nothing prepared me for the brutal, unrelenting pain that slammed into my chest. It hit like an explosion, tearing through my r...

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