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Ava

Present day . . .

“W

here the fuck is Jake Jackson?” The front door clangs against the wall as Colton storms into the house.

I push aside the stack of papers I’m grading to shake my head at my brother. His face is red, his eyes are blazing, and his hands are in fists at his sides. When he sees me on the couch, his shoulders drop a little from where they were bunched around his ears