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Chapter Twenty-Six
Sophia: After Stanley's long, drawn-out tirade, he left us and returned to the front. The silence between the four of us was palpable. The look Logan was giving me was… hostile. I felt like he wanted to rip my head off, and I couldn't make sense of it all. I just knew that since I had returned to his life, this hostility had reared its head more than once, and I couldn't help but believe it wasn't just because of Toby and Wit. "Are you really this angry at me for being with Toby and Wit?" I asked softly, trying to de-escalate his rage before it spread to me. I wanted to be gentle; I tried to be understanding, but I wouldn't be the vessel for him to vent his anger. "What do you think?" he asked, gritting his teeth. "I think I've seen this look in your eyes directed at me since I s
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