Chains
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"When I close my eyes my heart is the only thing I can hear. It's the only thing to hear. The pulse of it echoes through me like a drum. The beat of life. My beat of life. The only thing I know will always be there. And when it's gone then I know for sure that everything is gone. I will never know if that will be ideal. What if it's worse then what I have now. No. No. Nothing's worse than what I have now. Because I am already in the state of death. The state of suffering and ignorance. That will forever haunt me." AVERY
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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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