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Chloe Bishop stared at the photos. Summoning what strength she had left, she dragged her stiff, aching body across the floor, step by step, moving like a frail, elderly woman.

The photos were the same ones Noah had sent to Xavier Grayson. Each one captured moments that looked so intimate—like two young people flirting, teasing, caught in the middle of a sweet, suggestive exchange