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Chapter 17: Types of Madness
Theo's POV “Oh my God, is she okay?" Ella asks as soon as we enter the house and runs to Riley, placing a hand on her chin to get a better look at her swollen cheek. “She will be," I affirm. “Please get some ice and something for the pain." Riley grimaces and looks away. She has been silent during the entire ride, and I have done the same. I don't usually let anger guide me. I usually wait to calm down, but I admit it took me a while this time. She allows me to guide her, but I notice that she does so reluctantly. My hand remains resting on the curve of her waist as we walk to the living room. Riley doesn't look at me, but remains with her gaze lowered. Her dark, straight hair falls between us, forming an impenetrable curtain that prevents me from examining her eyes. As soon as we si
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