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CHAPTER 10: The Proxy’s Return

Author: Pearl's pen
last update publish date: 2026-07-04 22:49:43

Jasmine’s POV

I saw Glenn from the dude of my eyes through the clinic’s glass door before he saw me noticing him.

He was leaning against the opposite wall across the narrow street, hands in his pockets, watching me work. He wasn’t passing by, wasn’t waiting for someone else, just watching me specifically. My stomach tightened. I registered the threat before I registered recognition, then both hit at the same time and neither one canceled the other out.

I kept scrubbing the bloodstained floo
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