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Chapter 186

Penulis: Anney GW
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-25 17:11:23

Harrison’s POV

I poured the orange juice too fast. It sloshed over the rim of Lucas’s glass and spread across the counter while the toast in the machine burned for the second time that morning.

Lucas sat at the table spooning cereal into his mouth, his hair sticking up on one side, his school shirt buttoned crooked.

My phone vibrated against the counter.

I glanced at it, expecting Julia or Greaves.

Estelle’s name flashed on the screen.

I grabbed the phone so fast the carton tipped. Orange juice
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