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Chapter 14.

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Emma's POV.

The night after the confrontation passed in a blur of restless half-sleep and whispered conversations. Mark stayed with me in the guest room, his arms wrapped around me like a lifeline. We made love once more before dawn—slow, desperate, tear-stained. He moved inside me with deep, grinding thrusts, our bodies pressed so close there was no space for anything but us. “I love you,” he kept repeating, like a mantra against the coming storm. I came with his name on my lips, clinging to
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