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43: Mistakes Made (3)

Author: Ena Starr
last update publish date: 2026-06-20 03:15:58

Jacob

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The sound of it sliding into place drew my attention immediately.

I raised a brow, studying her more closely now. “What’s the matter?” I asked, my tone even, though I remained aware of the tension radiating off her in waves.

She took a step closer, her hands already curled into fists at her sides. “How dare you,” she said, her voice low but vibrating with anger. The words were sharp enough to cut. “How dare you harm Serah?”

It took me a second, not because I did not understand the words
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