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CHAPTER 82

Author: Olivia GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-24 23:04:11

Celeste’s POV

The message was short.

[AnonymousUser413: Tomorrow. 11 a.m. Just like we agreed. Come alone. No tricks. No surprises.]

I stared at it for a long moment, then typed a brief reply.

[Understood.]

When I turned around, Damien was still standing there, his jaw clenched with tension, eyes watching me like I was a grenade about to go off.

The fight we’d been having just seconds before hung in the air like smoke. But it was over now. Not because anything had been resolved, but because I didn’t have the strength to keep throwing punches at someone who would never understand the depth of what he broke.

"You should go," I said quietly.

His expression tightened. "Celeste—"

"Please," I added, more firmly this time.

There was something in my tone that made him stop arguing. Just like that, he nodded once. Reluctantly. But he nodded.

"I’ll keep someone watching the building," he said. "Just in case."

I didn’t answer.

I didn't have it in me to argue anymore.

I simply turned back toward
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