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Chapter 18

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The world beyond the glass windows of the penthouse looked like a blurred watercolor painting—gray, cold, and distant.

Inside, everything remained the same.

The scent of sandalwood lingered in the air, now settled in Dante’s lungs like dust. The marble floors were always spotless, untouched by stray footprints. And the silence was occasionally broken only by the firm, authoritarian sound of Leonard’s shoes crossing the room.

Dante sat in a velvet chair in the reading room, a book of poetry open
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