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Chapter 81: The Promise We Make

Author: Siyah Mcluxe
last update publish date: 2026-08-23 05:19:59

Julian's POV

"You didn't sleep."

Klaus said it from the doorway, not really a question, the way he opened most mornings now.

"Neither did you, clearly, since you're here to tell me that."

"I'm here because you asked me to be here at seven. It's seven." He came in, shut the door. "You promised her the room today."

"I know what I promised."

"So we're opening it."

I didn't answer right away. Behind me the safe sat exactly where it had sat for three months, the notebook and the printed shee
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