The Voice They Stole: A Vargas Reckoning

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rapped his arms around her. The cameras went

s eyes swept over me, but it was like he was looking at a stranger.

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nothing but an opportunistic social climber.

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. They were escorting me away from the cameras, away from the lif

f the scene. Jax was holding Brooke, shielding her from the press,

ld calm settled in my chest. He thought he had des

rossed. He had no idea what