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CHAPTER 11

Author: Nancy Grey
last update publish date: 2026-03-12 15:15:37

Lia's POV

The next morning, I woke to sunlight streaming through the tall windows of my room, painting everything in soft gold. For just a moment—one brief, peaceful moment before my brain fully came online—I forgot where I was. Forgot about yesterday. Forgot about Rob and the flight attendant and the humiliation that had carved itself into my chest like something permanent.

Then I remembered all of it.

I lay there for a long minute, staring at the ornate ceiling, feeling the weight of it settl
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