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Chapter 96 – The Writing Desk
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2026-06-17 00:07:45Elias Voss had never been a man of grand speeches.
He loved through actions. Through presence. Through silence heavy with meaning. While Zion declared his love in songs and Luka expressed it through strategies and calculated protection, Elias simply was. He was the shadow that protected, the arm that held, the gaze that said everything without needing words.
And that was exactly why the gift he prepared for Maeve meant so much
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