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“She returned tonight.” His nostrils flare. “She’s very sick, but apparently you already know that.”

His anger feels like a knife in the gut. “Ethan, I couldn’t tell you. I’m sorry. It was her secret.”

His gaze snaps to mine. “And what about your name? What was keeping you from telling me that?”

“I—”

He holds up a hand and shakes his head. “Don’t. Please. Forget I asked.”

All this time