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CHAPTER 25 The Report

Author: Olivia GW
last update publish date: 2026-06-20 18:05:20

(Sabrina’s POV)

I told my brothers I had an errand.

Eric looked at me skeptically across the table.

“What kind of errand?”

“The personal kind,” I said lightly. “I need an hour. Maybe two. I’ll be fine.”

Charlie opened his mouth. Adrian opened his mouth. Felix actually stood up.

“Sit down,” I said, pointing at Felix. “All of you. I am a grown woman. I am going to a café. I will text you when I get there and I will text you when I leave. That is the deal.”

Eric looked at me for a long moment. The
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