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Chapter Fifty-Five: A Name From the Past

Author: Joyce Claire
last update publish date: 2026-08-19 18:59:33

I stared at that message for a long time before I put the phone down, my hands not quite steady.

*Robert.* I didn't recognize the name, not directly, but that didn't mean much. I'd shaken a dozen hands that night at the mixer, half of them belonging to men whose names I'd forgotten within minutes, faces blurring together in the string-light glow of that rooftop.

I thought about the man who'd been staring at me across the party, the one Daxton had so smoothly steered me away from. I hadn't gotte
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