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“Or did she ask you what happened?”

I said nothing.

Rafe gave a throttled laugh. “That’s what I thought.”

“You don’t understand.”

His stare hardened. “Careful.”

“Rafe—”

“No. You don’t get to use that one on me.” He came closer. “I’ve been standing beside you since before those goddamn files existed.”

“I know.”

“Then stop talking to me like I wasn’t fucking there.”

Heat moved through my chest. “This isn’t about you.”

“No. It’s about her.” His voice dropped. “And you’re losing her.”

The words hit hard enough that I almost moved.

Almost.

“Tell her.”

“I can’t.”

“Can’t?” His brows lifted. Silence stretched between us. “Or won’t?”

Something inside me snapped. “You didn’t see what was down there.”

Rafe went completely still. Then his expression changed. Cold and dangerous. “I did.”

Fuck.

“You saw pieces.”

“I saw enough.”

“No, you didn’t.”

“I watched you come back covered in blood that wasn’t yours.”

My breathing stopped.

Rafe didn’t. “I watched men carry you because you couldn’t fucking stand.”

“Enough.”

“I watched you become someone none of us recognised and followed you anyway.”

“Rafe.”

“I knew Theresa.”

My hands curled. “Don’t.”