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Chapter 12: The Mistake She Made

Penulis: Romance Addict
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-19 23:15:27
I figure out Vivienne's mistake at seven the next morning.

I am standing at the kitchen counter with my coffee, scrolling back through every message she has sent from every number, laying them out in chronological order in my notes app like a timeline, and that is when I see it.

She tipped her hand.

The first unknown number texted me the morning after Rhys confronted her. The second unknown number appeared the same evening Derek came back for his watch. Both times she moved fast, emotionally, re
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