Chapter 58
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Celia let out a long sigh and, without warning, stepped forward and lightly punched both of them on the shoulder, first Jace, then Barry.

“Are you kidding me?” She snapped. “We have way more pressing matters at hand, and you two are fighting about who’s been all over who? Seriously. Get it together.” She threw her hands up in frustration. “Mira probably doesn’t even know that you two are being silly over something like this. Right, Michael?” She turned to him, expecting agreement.

Michael didn’t answer.

His silence alone was enough to kill whatever heat was left in the room. He looked at all of them once, his expression firm and controlled. “Everyone go to bed.” He said calmly. “It’s been a long day.”

Jace scoffed under his breath and grabbed his coat. “I need air.” He muttered, already heading for the door. It slammed shut behind him.

Barry hesitated, then nodded. “Goodnight.” He said quietly before heading upstairs.

The house finally went still.

Celia exhaled again, the tens
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