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Chapter 94: Birthday post

Author: Clara’s Pen
last update publish date: 2026-06-27 23:12:34

ADRIAN’S POV

I found it by accident.

That was the thing I kept coming back to later. I had not been looking for it. I had not been searching her name or his name or anything connected to either of them. I had been sitting at my desk on a Sunday morning with my coffee going cold beside me scrolling through the financial news the way I did every Sunday because the markets did not observe weekends and neither did I.

And then it was just there.

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