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Eighty Two

作者: doyeen_writes
last update 公開日: 2025-10-17 18:46:33

Miley’s POV

Confessions Over Coffee

The sunlight the next morning felt like it was mocking me, too bright, too cheerful for what last night had been.

I hadn’t slept much. My mind kept circling back to the image of Jordan standing at the boardwalk, rain dripping off his jacket, his voice rough and unsteady as he said “He showed up.”

His father.

The way he said it had carved something into my chest, pain that wasn’t mine but somehow still hurt.

So here I was now, sitting in Liv’s kitchen, nursin
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