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A tear slid down Mia's face as his words cut deep. She didn't bother to wipe it off.

“Jackson, back off,” Jace stepped forward. He placed his hand on his chest, trying to push him away from Mia.

“Don't fcking touch me, you asshole.” Jackson cussed, glaring at Jace. He flung his hand off with the motion. “I know what the fck you did so don't think you can give me any of your bullshit.”

Jace froze just as Jackson's eyes met Genevieve's briefly. But it was enough. ...