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Chapter 88

Author: Annie gold
last update publish date: 2026-10-29 16:32:45

ARIA POV

No one touched the water.

Four papers on the dark wood table. Caruso's three on the bottom, my dad's name on top. THOMAS WELLS - ARSON, CONTRACTOR NEGLIGENCE. Stamped.

It had only been one year, One year since the warehouse. One year since Mom gave me the plastic folder with his badge and said faulty heater, winter, Chicago, no foul play. One year since I'd been alone with three hundred dollars and fourteen days till eviction.

I told Isabella that story at 2am in Tower when she found m
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