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Chapter 7

Author: Esisjen
last update publish date: 2026-04-02 23:17:20

‎Alice POV

My meeting with Victor did not go the way I wanted.

Not even close.

He kept throwing his weight around...his presence, his authority...like I had no choice but to bend. I stood my ground… barely. Every word I said felt like a battle I was struggling to win.

‎And yet, despite everything… he still affects me.

‎In ways I should have forgotten by now.

‎Especially when he said it....

‎"I adore you. I always have."

‎The words echo in my head, refusing to fade.

‎I was moved… the
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