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CHAPTER 142

Penulis: Angela Ray
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-28 07:04:15

The Stolen Box

Damian’s POV

The music from the reception still rang in my ears long after the last song ended. Laughter and cheers faded as the last guests left, the soft glow of the lanterns strung along the garden path lit up their faces as they walked off into the night. I should have been overjoyed because our wedding was more than I could have ever imagined. Yet, beneath the surface, a strange unease tugged at me, sharp and insistent.

It wasn’t about the long night or exhaustion. It was something else, something I had noticed in Eliot’s face. His smile was there, yes, but guarded. His laughter, though warm, sometimes dimmed when he thought no one was watching. And then there was that guest. That quiet stranger who had leaned in close to whisper something to him, words that had frozen the light in his eyes.

I couldn’t get my mind off it. The way Eliot's hand clenched after hearing the whisper, how he had turned away, as if already carrying a weight too heavy for one night.

The e
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