Chapter Seventy Five

VAUGHN

The soft click of the door pulled my attention from the file I had been reading. Tessa stood in the doorway, her posture rigid, her gaze distant. Something was off. I could feel it.

“Hey,” I drawled, trying to sound casual as I set the file aside.

“You’re home early. You said you had a meeting?” Tessa observed.

“I heard about your mother,” I said, watching her closely.

“Oh.”

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