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Chapter Seventy-One: The Woman Across The Table

Author: Aveline Kryss
last update publish date: 2026-08-03 16:44:58

Damien walked with me to the centre the next morning, stopping at the entrance rather than following me inside.

“Do you want me close?” he asked.

“Close enough to find afterward,” I said. “Not close enough to become part of this.”

He accepted that without argument. “You do not owe comfort to the room,” he said. “You only owe honesty to the question.”

I entered the meeting room alone. Claire was already seated, calm and professional, not standing as though the room belonged to her.

“I know my na
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