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Chapter 22: Conversations
Ryan's pov I watched her until she shut the door. My rage kept me frozen. I would destroy both of them for daring to keep me from my children. After the drama with my adopting Jacob, I thought I had cleaned out my camp of naysayers. Apparently not. I let my head rest on the door and listened. I could hear her moving around. I forced myself to be content with that before turning away. I arrived back at campus and could only smile, hearing my son's helpless giggles. Tyler was tickling him and another little girl. I saw a woman I suspected was the girl's mother beaming at him. A slight smirk tugged on my face. Look as if my friend had an admirer. Tyler's smile faded when he saw me. He was pissed. My face still throbbed from the combined attack from the siblings. He stopped his tickle att
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