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* 2nd * Chapter 280 : Isn’t it sweet... your taste?

Penulis: Ethan Choi
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-05 23:49:17

The paper bowl slipped from her fingers, hit the pavement, and rolled onto its side, the remnants of spaghetti spilling across the sidewalk. Serena froze, breath caught in her throat, too afraid to turn around.

For a second, she questioned reality.

A warm hand had just grazed hers—gentle, fleeting—before slipping away like a memory. It had only lasted a moment, but something about the touch stirred something deep inside her. Familiar. Impossible.

Her instinct was to whirl around, to confirm what her heart dared to hope. But her body wouldn't move. It was as if her limbs had gone stiff, anchored by shock and the ghost of the past.

She tried to speak, to call out, but her throat tightened, like someone had wrapped invisible fingers around it. Her mind was chaos—thoughts colliding, memories flashing, confusion reigning.

Footsteps echoed, fading into the distance… and then returning. She didn’t turn.

Something soft and warm was pressed into her palm—a freshly made corn tortilla. Still hot
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Abasifreke Ita
Exactly cause if he's still alive then why is he not out by now, omoor, I hope things work out for them especially Xander cause he's really suffered at this point more than Serena
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Mushrat Saiyed
next chapter pls. dear writer what about the assassination. what about selena's mother ? what about the secret box ? what about the person who was helping serena behind the camera... you aren't finishing one point of the story and creating new ... please clear all these first
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Mushrat Saiyed
I was waiting for the marken to appear suddenly. but our dear writer has other plans. Marken will appear only after selena will realise her love for Alexander. and in this way Alexander will win. He has spent most of his life in the shadow of his brother trying to prove he is better than him.
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