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True Name(3)

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True Name
Chapter 3

The bedroom was on the second floor of the old house, at the end of a long hallway lined with closed doors and faded portraits. Julian walked ahead of me without once looking back. He did not need to. The binding ensured I followed at the exact distance he preferred — close enough to be useful, far enough that I could not pretend we were equals.

He opened the door and stepped aside just enough for me to enter first.

The room was large and sparsely furnished. A wide bed with
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