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Chapter 77: What the Storage Unit Remembered

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Elena's POV

Nobody slept.

That was the simple fact of it. By two in the morning the penthouse looked like a situation room that had also somehow become a family gathering, which was an accurate description of what it was. Lila had taken over the dining table with her laptop and three empty coffee cups. Claire sat near the window doing the particular stillness of someone replaying years of decisions in their head. Rosa had found the kitchen and quietly made enough food to feed everyone without b
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