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Chapter 47

Author: Ms. Grace
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-07 23:18:26

~Melissa~

Despite everything, a small, broken laugh escaped me. “What?”

“Should I beat someone up for you?” Jason asked again, completely serious. “Because I will. Just give me a name.”

I shook my head, wiping at my eyes with the back of my hand. “That’s not going to help.”

“Maybe not. But it might make you feel better.” He shifted, then stood in one fluid motion. “Come on. Let’s go somewhere.”

“Where?” I looked up at him, confused, still clutching my father’s photo against my chest.

“Anywhere that’s not here.” He offered his hand. “Get dressed. Something comfortable.”

“Jason, I really don’t think…”

“Trust me, Warrior Girl.” His hand stayed extended between us. “You need this.”

I stared at his hand for a long moment. Then at the photo in my arms.

Slowly, I took his hand and let him pull me to my feet.

—————

Twenty minutes later, we were in Jason’s car, heading away from the penthouse. I’d changed into jeans and a simple black t-shirt, pulled my hair into a ponytail, and washed the te
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