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Chapter Eighty

Author: Jessicarachel
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-07-11 14:49:32

Elara

I deleted the photograph the second my thumb found the screen.

Gone.

The image disappeared, but the memory refused to.

Me, Walking into Alistair’s penthouse. Taken from far enough away that I hadn’t noticed anyone watching.

My pulse thundered in my ears as I locked my phone and slipped it into my bag.

Someone knew.

Or at least, someone wanted me to believe they knew.

I inhaled slowly, forcing my heartbeat to settle.

No.

I wouldn’t panic.

Whoever sent that message wanted a react
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