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CHAPTER 245

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Celeste’s POV

By the time Alain returned to the café, he was smiling again — calm, easy, as though nothing had happened.

You’d never guess he’d just walked out looking tense and irritated.

He rejoined the group, greeting a few guests as if everything were perfectly normal. I tried not to stare, but part of me couldn’t stop watching him. That phone call… and the woman outside — whoever she was — still hovered in my mind.

“Everything okay?” I asked lightly when he approached our table.

He smiled
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