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Chapter 95: What Was Missing

作者: Ivy Monroe
last update publish date: 2026-06-26 17:57:07

Lucien had spent years believing silence was control.

If he ignored something long enough, buried it deeply enough, eventually it would stop existing. That was how he survived the last three years. He worked longer hours. Expanded the company. Filled every empty space with something productive enough to keep his mind from wandering backward.

It worked.

Until Aira came back into his life.

Until Zayn.

Until one impossible resemblance turned old grief into something far more dangerous.
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