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Chapter 124- The Storm

Author: NIGHT OWL
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-02 14:22:27

I lit a cigarette I didn’t need.

The flame danced briefly, catching against the cool breeze as I inhaled. The smoke scraped down my throat, bitter and warm, grounding me just enough to keep me from unraveling. My hands still trembled faintly. Not from the cold. From everything else.

Amanda.

Her name alone was enough to make my chest ache like a wound that had never closed.

I took another drag, watching the tip glow like a dying star. I hadn’t smoked in years. Amanda hated it. Said it made me smell like a burnt campfire and taste like regret.

She wasn’t wrong.

The click of approaching shoes pulled me from the haze.

“Mr De Vito.”

The voice was smooth, familiar. I didn’t even have to turn to know who it was.

“Mr Salvatore,” I said, exhaling slowly, keeping my eyes fixed on the parking lot lights beyond the curb. “What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” he said, coming to stand beside me. His suit was sharp, dark as oil, and his expression unreadable. “Rough night?”

I
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