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Chapter 14

Author: June
last update publish date: 2026-03-21 15:34:52

Victor’s POV

I was sitting in the dark when her call came in.

The house was quiet but tonight the silence felt different like the walls themselves were waiting for something. I had been thinking about her for hours, replaying the café, the way her pulse jumped under my fingers, the way she looked at me when I told her to stop lying to herself.

She was lying to herself still and I could feel it.

My phone lit up on the table beside me. I could see her picture I had saved from Marcus's social
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