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63-Get together

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[ IRIS’S POV ]

I felt a bitter taste in my mouth, like neem and ash. How much of my life had she sold? How many of my secrets had she delivered behind my back while I thought she was the only one I could trust?

She reached the spot where we stood, her movements smooth and professional. She bowed her head in a shallow, respectful greeting.

"Boss. Ma’am," she said. Her voice was steady, devoid of the warmth she’d used to trick me for years.

"Maria," Salvatore called.

The name that once sounded fr
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