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Chapter 24: The Penthouse

Author: Veeaura
last update publish date: 2026-05-21 22:19:16

The drive to his place felt like it took forever, even though it was only twenty minutes. Neither of them spoke a word. Noah kept his fingers wrapped tightly around hers the entire time, his grip almost desperate, while he just stared out the window at the passing streetlights. His hand was warm, and even though Ava was still wrestling with that heavy knot of resentment in her stomach, she didn't try to pull away. She was just too tired to fight the silence.

When the car finally pulled into t
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