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Chapter Twenty Six

Autor: C.I. Malley
last update Data de publicação: 2026-04-03 02:21:51

Emma's POV

Naomi Walsh's piece ran at seven a.m. Wednesday. I read it in bed before I got up, which was probably not the healthiest approach but I couldn't wait. Alexander had already read it, I could tell because his bedroom door was open and the kitchen light was on when I came out at seven thirty.

He handed me coffee without speaking, which meant he'd already processed it and was waiting for me.

The piece was good. More than good. Naomi had written it without sentimentality but with precisio
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