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CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO
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01.05.2026 15:00:49DANGER ZONE, RUN
DEREK’S POV I head straight to where Daren is playing, my chest already tightening with guilt because we haven’t even been here that long, and I’m already about to take him away from the party. “Dad, what’s going on?” he asks. He has always been perceptive, in my opinion too perceptive for his age, he notices even the slightest shift in my tone or expression, and he doesn’t shy away from confronting it.
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