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... mething was wrong the moment she stepped into the apartment.
The air felt tight like it had been holding its breath.
Rogan stood near the kitchen counter with his arms crossed and his posture rigid as his gaze locked onto her the second the door clicked shut behind her.
Rogan had always stood like that, still and watchful, as if the room answered to him even when he wasn’t trying.
He was her mother’s older brother, the man who had raised her since she was a child ...
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