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作者: Inkbykels
last update publish date: 2026-07-15 19:19:19
Julian opened the passenger door without a word.

Eva remained rooted to the pavement. Cameras were still pointed at her from every angle, flashes bursting as strangers recorded, whispered, and turned her worst moment into tomorrow's headlines.

"Get in."

His voice was quiet, but it sliced through the noise. There was no impatience, no anger—just certainty. The kind that left no room to argue.

Eva glanced once at the sea of phones surrounding them.

Then she slipped into the passenger seat.

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