Chapter 422
- Right then, Joaquin Latham turned back on instinct, his face as cool and aloof as ever.
- Zayla Steele wore a mask that hid half her face. She wasn’t worried he’d notice anything.
- Their gazes met through the slit between the doors. She saw a flash in Joaquin’s cold eyes—something tangled and raw: panic, shock, the wild joy of finding what was lost, and a grief so wet it could spill.