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A glimpse beneath his mask

last update publish date: 2026-08-08 18:34:55

Chapter 34

Scarlett's POV

"Leaving?" The word came out sharp. Confusion and vulnerability laced my voice. I didn't want him to see me this distraught but I couldn't help it. A lump formed in my throat as I continued. "What do you mean, leaving?"

He didn't answer right away. He was already reaching for his shirt, buttoning it with more focus than it required. Silence stretched long enough that my mind filled it with a dozen horrible explanations before he finally spoke again.

I wanted to demand
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