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Gianna.

I parked the car in front of the gates, and before I could even take a breath, another vehicle rolled in beside mine.

Ivan’s car.

As we both got out, our eyes met briefly—an unspoken acknowledgment passing between us—and then he followed a few steps behind me as we walked toward the house.

Mum was pacing the room when we entered, and Marcus was still on his phone. The moment they saw us, mum rushed over and hugged us both tightly.

“Are you guys okay? I heard of the attack at school,”
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