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Chapter 126

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Howard sprawled on the king-sized bed in his cavernous bedroom, silk sheets tangled around his legs, eyes locked on the shadowed ceiling fan spinning lazy circles overhead. Vanessa's bitter slap burned fresh in memory, Ruby's tiny casket lowering into rain-soaked earth replayed in loops, and Charlotte's quiet departure sliced sharper than expected—minds tangled in grief's knot, twisting tighter with each breath.

He rolled onto his side, punching the pillow once, hard—then flipped back, sheets w
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