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Pt 2 Chapter 83: You Got Married

ผู้เขียน: Jennifer Okoye
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-03-15 00:26:09

Opening of PART 2:

Sometimes you have to take control of your destiny… even when it terrifies you. Even when your hands are shaking.

Because if you don’t, no one will.

And Kain has never been the kind of man who waits for fate to make the first move.

He runs because it’s easier than sitting still.

The gym in his house is all steel and glass. Floor-to-ceiling windows stare out at a sleeping city. Quiet. Except for the treadmill and the faint bass of whatever playlist is pounding through his
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