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Chapter 112: The Fake One
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2025-08-22 01:00:47Eloise’s POV
A faint smile touched my lips when I finally read Sebastian’s message. My phone had been silent during the entire flight, and only now, as we landed, did the messages start coming in.
I’m back in Paris. But for some reason, I can’t shake this unease sitting heavy in my chest. Something’s wrong. I can feel it—miles away.
“Eloise!”
I froze mid-step when I heard a familiar voice. Turning quickly, I scanned the crowd outside the airport where I had just hailed a taxi. There she was—Colette—waving at me from the curb.
“Colette!” I smiled, walking toward her.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, puzzled.
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