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CHAPTER 211: WIND OF RECKONING

作者: God's logic
last update 最終更新日: 2025-06-09 22:00:17

NATHAN'S POV

The morning started with rain.

Not the gentle kind—the kind that slams against windows like nature trying to break in. I stood by the restaurant’s back office window, coffee in hand, watching it fall like a curtain drawn over the city. The sound was oddly calming, muffling the clinks and clatters from the kitchen. It was early, but even earlier was the sinking feeling in my gut that today would test me in ways I wasn’t prepared for.

We’d come far, Isla and I. From chaos to comfort, from unfamiliar glances to shared toothbrushes and wedding dates. But beneath that polished surface, we both knew something was coming. I could feel it—like static before lightning. A shift.

I got a message from an unknown number as I was reviewing the new wine inventory order. Just three words.

"Ask her now."

I stared at the screen for a long moment. The number had no name. No context. Nothing.

It wasn't a threat. It wasn’t even menacing. But it gripped me like a steel claw around my spine. I
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