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Chapter 33

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BENEATH THE FACADE

Behind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secret awaits

Chapter 33

EMILY’S POV:

The world didn’t stop when Ethan disappeared. The sun still rose. People still laughed somewhere. The birds outside my window still sang like nothing had shattered.

But I had.

I didn’t eat. I barely slept. The simple act of breathing felt like dragging a heavy stone across my chest.

Everyone kept saying things like “maybe there was an emergency” or “he’ll call soon.” They didn’t see what I saw in my father’s eyes when he came back from that call. They didn’t hear the way his voice stayed too calm, like he’d planned the silence all along.

I sat on my bedroom floor, arms wrapped around my knees, phone in hand, scrolling through old messages. His voice notes. The last photo he sent—him standing in front of a tailor’s mirror, adjusting his shirt, grinning like he was trying too hard not to look nervous.

I stared at it until my vision blurred.

He should’ve been here by now. Should’ve w
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