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Chapter 227

Penulis: Anney GW
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-10-31 19:35:43

ANTHONY’S POV

Monday arrived like a slap.

I woke before dawn, long before Donna’s soft footsteps or Bethany’s coffee clatter in the kitchen. My body was still, but my mind wouldn’t stop turning. The ring kept flashing behind my eyes — the rubies, the light, the easy smile on her face when she’d noticed me looking.

I’d told myself I wouldn’t think about it. Not today. Not when everything else was hanging by a thread.

There was still hope, wasn’t there?

If I wanted any chance at a future with her
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