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Chapter 62: The Final Countdown

Author: Shedrach
last update publish date: 2026-07-10 16:43:04

The Europe deadline was now only forty-eight hours away.

Marcus had sent one last email that morning, polite but final. The brand needed my answer by Friday night. If I said no, the project would go to another photographer. The offer was everything I had once dreamed of: creative freedom, international exposure, a chance to remember what it felt like to create something that was entirely mine.

But the thought of leaving Aiden for eight weeks felt like tearing out a piece of myself.

I spent m
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