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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-SEVEN: NO

Author: Vivienne
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-06-10 23:26:26

IRIS

All day, all I kept hearing was Maverick’s warning—no, his pleas—for me not to leave the house.

I kept trying to make sense of it, kept trying to rationalize why Maverick would say something like that, kept wondering why the hell he was at the hospital to see my mother.

Kept wondering about the note…

The note that I was very sure was a suicide note that my mother had been hoping that I would find after she tried to kill herself.

God, I didn’t even want to go into that right now.

But Maver
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