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• The hum of the private jet filled the cabin, but it wasn’t loud enough to drown out the tension hanging between them like steel. Chase hadn’t said a word since they took off. He sat across from her, one leg crossed over the other, a glass of untouched bourbon in his hand, eyes fixed out the window like the clouds had something dancing between them.
• Ella’s fingers gripped the armrest. Her palms were damp, heart pounding like a damn drum. She had to tell him. At least this one thing. He deserved to know before he found out some other way and turned into something worse than he already was.
• She swallowed hard. "Chase…"