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74. Love Triangle?

Author: Zaia Black
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-08-04 23:45:05
HARPER:

The restaurant was quiet, tucked away in a corner of the city that felt almost like a secret. Soft lighting, warm wood, the gentle hum of conversation. It was the perfect place for what I had planned.

Ethan sat on my left, his small legs swinging beneath the table. Elias sat on my right, his posture careful and controlled, his eyes darting around the room like he was waiting for something bad to happen.

I watched them, my heart swelling with a complicated mix of emotions. They were so
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