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Chapter 67 — Cold Front

Auteur: Tiffanie Campbell
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-25 23:45:20

Sable

The next morning, I realized something was off before I could have said why.

It wasn’t anything dramatic. No blowup. No obvious slight. No pointed avoidance anyone else would have noticed.

That was what made it harder to name.

Usually Marcus filled space whether he meant to or not. Even when he wasn’t talking, his presence had a kind of gravity to it—some sarcastic remark waiting at the edge of his mouth, some mocking observation about how I held a wrench or how I walked into a room looki
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