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Chapter 71 Good News

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Kianna

The ceiling didn’t offer any answers, no matter how long I stared at it. Sleep was a lost cause. After a nightmare that vivid, I doubted my body would ever willingly drop its guard again. A dozen thoughts kept looping through my brain, but they all tangled around a single question: What did he want from me?

I traced the shadow of the curtain against the wall, trying to rationalize it. Was it Vince? No. I knew the exact pitch and cadence of Vince's voice; we had been together long enough f
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