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Chapter 69 — Almost Happy

Autor: Rovelt Vell
last update Data de publicação: 2026-09-03 05:11:33

SKY’S POV

We got an actual day off together in November, a rare alignment of Amira’s schedule and a stretch without a game, and she showed up at my apartment that morning with a ridiculous amount of energy for someone who’d apparently decided we were spending the whole day doing nothing in particular.

“I have a plan,” she announced, dropping a grocery bag on my counter. “No hockey. No therapy talk. No investigation, no Damian, none of it. Just an actual day off, the kind normal people get to
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