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THE CLOCK WE COULDN’T STOP

last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 12.04.2026 16:22:00

SEINNA POV

Now it felt like the opposite. Like home but guilt still gnawed at me every time I thought about how I had left things with her.

She deserved to know I was okay. More than okay. She deserved to see that I had finally chosen this, chosen him.

So one crisp morning, after Lucian kissed me goodbye and disappeared into whatever shadowy meeting he still refused to give me full details about, I got in the car and drove the familiar route to her house.

My hands shook on the wheel the who
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