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Chapter 30

Author: June
last update publish date: 2026-03-30 23:42:20

Iris’s POV

I stared at Victor’s message for a full thirty seconds before I finally typed a response.

We need to meet. It is urgent.

The three dots appeared almost immediately, which told me he had been watching his phone, waiting for me to say something. I told myself that did not mean anything. It was not flattering, and it was not special. It was just Victor being himself, always watching, always ready.

My phone rang before I could change my mind.

“Tell me where you are.”

There was no greeti
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