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CHAPTER 53: "I'm Afraid"

Author: B. Nelson
last update publish date: 2026-04-07 18:31:44

I told him at breakfast.

Not planned. Not something I had been building toward or organizing into the right words. It just came out over coffee on a Thursday morning while Elena was somewhere in the kitchen and the estate was quiet and Dante was reading something on his phone with his brow slightly furrowed the way it furrowed when something required more attention than he wanted to give it first thing in the morning.

"I'm afraid," I said.

He looked up.

"Not of you," I said quickly. "Not of any
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