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Chapter 20

last update Date de publication: 2026-04-06 23:50:45

Marissa’s Point of View

She had a daughter. Callahan’s daughter.

I couldn’t decide which part hurt, knowing there was a child or the way his eyes followed her as if nothing else in the room mattered.

For years, I had been patient. Pretended to be happy with whatever scraps of affection he threw my way, and I was happy.

I used to be the one he chased. Now, every time she walked in, something in him shifted. A tilt of his head. A pause in his breath. That look. Like he was, it was the most beaut
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