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Chapter 97: Adrian Reads

Author: Oby Jennifer
last update publish date: 2026-06-12 02:06:03

Adrian’s POV

I ordered coffee at nine that morning but left the cup untouched. The room at the Meridian Grand felt plain on purpose. Neutral colors, simple furniture, and nothing personal anywhere. It gave me exactly what I needed. Four walls with no history attached, no reminders of the apartment or the life I had walked out of that morning. I chose it so I could think without anything pulling at my emotions.

I had been thinking since seven fifteen. The hallway conversation kept replaying in m
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