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Chapter 7: The Celebration of Lies

Autor: Karensia
last update Data de publicação: 2026-08-16 22:57:14

- WILLOW

I stared at Dexter’s text until the black screen went dark. Hold tight a little longer.

My heart sank with disappointment.

I squeezed the plastic edges of the burner phone until my fingers went numb, then shoved it deep into my pocket.

Fine. If he needed time to map out the patrol routes, I couldn't change that. But sitting around playing the tragic, grieving wife while Callum and Sherlyn played happy family wasn't on my agenda anymore.

If I had to stick around this suffocating hous
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