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CHAPTER 115 – BREAKING THROUGH THE PAST 2
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2026-01-25 00:00:00I turned to face him fully, taking his face in my hands, making him look at me. “You’re not going to lose me. I’m right here. I’m alive. I’m staying.”
“You don’t know that,” he said desperately. “You can’t promise you’ll be safe. Hell, you got attacked two days ago just walking home from a party. How am I supposed to not be terrified when threats keep coming?”
“You’re not,” I said sim
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