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Chapter 141

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ROXETTE

Breakfast had been quiet but surprisingly comforting.

Chandler had eaten with me at the kitchen island, both of us moving around each other in a way that almost felt normal. He kept glancing at me like he was making sure I was still there, and every time our eyes met, he gave me that small, protective smile that made my chest feel tight. I had forced myself to eat, even though my stomach was still in knots from everything that had happened yesterday. The kidnapping. The stalker’s hands
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