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Public Execution

Author: LizzyJ
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Chapter 80

Jason’s POV

I stood in front of the mirror, tying the knot for the third damn time. No matter how tight I pulled it or how clean the fold looked, it still didn’t sit right on my chest. My hands paused. I stared at my reflection—sharp suit, clean shave, everything in place—but I still looked like hell. I looked like a man about to step into a war he already lost.

“Jason?”

Claire’s voice floated in behind me. I didn’t turn.

She walked in, her heels clicking against the marble floor. I caught her reflection beside mine—flawless, hair pinned up, makeup soft and polished. She wore a cream-colored dress that hugged her in all the right places.

“You look tense,” she said gently, wrapping her arms around my waist from behind. “Everything’s going to be fine.”

I didn’t say anything. My eyes were locked on the tie, my knuckles clenched around the fabric.

“Jason,” she said again, a little firmer this time. “You’ve got this. Just go in, say what you planned, and walk out. You’r
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