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CHAPTER 40 – A SHIFT SHE COULD NOT CONTROL

Author: HONEYBIRD
last update publish date: 2026-03-17 22:24:56

Emily knew something was wrong the moment she stepped into the office.

It was not something obvious at first. The desks were in place, the low hum of printers and quiet conversations filled the air, and everything looked exactly as it always did. But there was a small absence, a silence she could not immediately name, something missing from the rhythm of the place that made her steps slow as she walked toward her desk.

Her eyes moved instinctively toward Damien’s office.

The door was closed.

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