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Chapter 23: Broken

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The evening at the penthouse was eerily still, a thick, pressurized silence that felt like the moment before a lightning strike. Adrian had been quiet all afternoon, buried in his study behind doors that felt more like a fortress wall than mahogany. When he finally emerged, his eyes were a storm of silver that Lila couldn't read. Every time he brushed past her, she felt like a traitor. Every time he leaned down to kiss her forehead, she felt the ghost of his mother standing between them, a sil
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