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Chapter 72

Auteur: lady.serene
last update Date de publication: 2026-01-24 20:16:22

Isabella

“Excuse me,” I said evenly. “I’ll be right back.”

I stood before he could respond, movements unhurried, deliberate. My chair slid back with a soft scrape against the floor—controlled, not abrupt. I adjusted my jacket once, a habitual motion, then turned toward the hallway leading to the restrooms.

I didn’t look back.

The walk felt longer than it was. The restaurant’s quiet ambiance pressed in around me—the low murmur of other conversations, the clink of glassware, the subtle scent of
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