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Chapter 39 - Cillian

作者: Peyton Iuga
last update 公開日: 2026-04-07 00:01:04

Cillian

By the time I get back to her, the room has already shifted. Not visibly. Not to anyone who doesn’t know what to look for. The music still plays. Champagne still moves through the crowd. Conversations still hum under the chandeliers like nothing happened. Like a man wasn’t just put down in a bathroom because he made the mistake of putting his hands on what belongs to me.

But I know better. Declan knows better. Liam definitely knows better.

And Elena feels it too.

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