Karma always finds a way

Karma always finds a way

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He retracted his hands from the insides of the lifeless man. He took off his blood stained gloves and put them on the hooks next to the rows of other gloves he had used to do the same slaughtering to his other victims. It was his own ritual to keep the gloves he had used to do his 'work'.      Jace Enax has what most would call the perfect family. He has a gorgeous wife, Laura, and two kids, Jason and Jess.      What his family doesn't know is what his gruesome hobby is. And he plans on keeping it that way.
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Some cages don't have locks. Evelyn's childhood home has never felt empty-not after the accident, not after she lost her parents, and not after Jace moved in. He's always been there. Through every scraped knee, every heartbreak, every moment that shaped her into the person she is. So she doesn't question the way he watches over her. The way he always knows where she's been. The way the house feels smaller than it used to. Jace is struggling. Just like she is. And she won't abandon him now. But when Knox enters her world, something shifts. For the first time, she feels like she can breathe. Like the walls around her aren't closing in. And that's when she starts to notice them-the cracks in the life she thought she understood. The silence that lingers too long. The way Jace watches when he thinks she isn't looking. The feeling of being trapped in a house that was never supposed to be a cage. Something is wrong. It always has been. And by the time she realizes the difference between love and captivity-it might be too late to run.

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