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Chapter 31

Author: Devika
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-28 23:24:19

Veronica's POV

Morning came softly after his call.

No alarms, no rush. No headaches, just light slipping through the curtains and settling on my skin like a cautious hand.

I woke up clearheaded— no heaviness behind my eyes, no regret clinging to me from the night before. For once, I didn't feel like I'd survived something. I felt… normal.

Sober.

Present.

I stretched beneath the sheets and stared at the ceiling, listening to the sounds of the house waking up around me.

The kettle is clicking on. Footsteps in the hallway. Four was humming a tune off-key as usual.

Four.

The thought of him brought a small smile to my lips. He'd slept over on the couch, at night when I saw him and asked why he wasn't in bed, he said something about not wanting to be in bed too often.

“A man needs to be on his feet.” I rolled my eyes at everything he said something I did not agree with but I never said anything to disagree.

When I heard a louder this, I got off the bed and showered.

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