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Chapter 18

Author: Lydia
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-10 07:55:00

Raymond’s POV

The sky outside was still dark, but I hadn’t slept. Not even a blink. I was pacing in circles around Jude’s room, hands in my hair, heart pounding like it wanted to run away from my chest.

I knew he left. I heard the gate. I waited up. No note. No explanation. No nothing.

He just vanished.

And now the silence in this place felt louder than ever. Every creak of the old manor made my head snap around.

What the hell was I doing here?

I stopped pacing and stood in front of the tall window. The wind was picking up. Trees were swaying outside like they were trying to warn me about something.

The moment I heard the door downstairs creak open, my whole body went tense.

Boots. Heavy. His walk. Slow. Familiar.

He was back.

I stood by the edge of the room, arms folded, my jaw locked tight.

The door opened, and there he was. Jude. Coat still on. Wind in his hair. Expression

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