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Chapter 16: What ifs... And I Love Yous

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TIARA MCKENZIE'S POINT OF VIEW

The meeting room felt shrouded in more than just dim light; it was a space brimming with secrets and calculated moves. The air was thick with a mix of excitement and caution as each of us gathered, our faces partly concealed in shadow, like agents of some ancient order.

As Avon spoke, his gaze remained unflinching, each word laced with authority. “The Montreals’ private island is guarded with military-grade security. Their goal? Not just a grand ball, but the ille
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    TIARA MCKENZIE'S POINT OF VIEW"You can't keep avoiding this, Tia," she said softly, her voice steady, almost gentle. "Genesis is asking questions. And the more he sends, the deeper those questions will cut."Her words sliced through me even without sharpness. I leaned against the counter, pressing my palms into the wood as though I could hold myself upright with sheer force."I know," I whispered, my voice trembling. "Do you think I don't know?"Vera's eyes softened, but she didn't relent. "Then what are you going to do?" she asked quietly.The question landed between us like a stone in water, rippling outward until the silence rang louder than her voice. My throat closed, the words clawing at the back of it, but I had nothing to give her. Nothing that would satisfy, nothing that would erase the ache that had rooted itself in both me and my daughter."I want to protect her," I said finally, my voice cracking under the weight of it. "She deserves a childhood free of complications, free

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