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Chapter 91: Kitchen Table

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last update publish date: 2026-07-06 23:28:28

Eli sat on the edge of the kitchen table, his legs dangling over the side as he watched the steady, rhythmic movement of the iron stove’s small air vent. He hadn't slept. Every time he closed his eyes, the image of those black SUVs outside his mother’s fence blurred into the long, sterile hallways of the Saint Aurelius campus, creating a tight, suffocating knot right in the center of his chest. His track trousers were still damp at the cuffs, stiff with dried mountain mud.

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  • Loving Him For 30 Days   Chapter 91: Kitchen Table

    Eli sat on the edge of the kitchen table, his legs dangling over the side as he watched the steady, rhythmic movement of the iron stove’s small air vent. He hadn't slept. Every time he closed his eyes, the image of those black SUVs outside his mother’s fence blurred into the long, sterile hallways of the Saint Aurelius campus, creating a tight, suffocating knot right in the center of his chest. His track trousers were still damp at the cuffs, stiff with dried mountain mud.Lucien was sitting in the wooden chair directly across from him, his chin resting in his palm as he stared at the closed cover of the 2021 ledger. His face looked gray in the early light, the dark circles under his green eyes giving him a hard, hollow appearance. He looked less like the untouchable Senior Liaison and more like a boy who had spent the night counting the minutes until his own family name was destroyed."Noah's been out there for an hour," Eli said, his voice sounding thin and raspy in the cold room.L

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    The aircraft hit the secondary alpine runway with a violent, jarring thud that sent a shudder straight through the floorboards and into Eli’s heels. The tires screamed against the wet asphalt, fighting for traction on a strip of concrete that was barely maintained and completely shrouded in thick, gray mountain fog. There were no sleek airport terminal lights here just a single wind cone spinning madly in the freezing rain and the dark outline of a corrugated storage shed.Eli’s head thamped back against the leather headrest as the pilot slammed the thrusters into reverse, the loud, mechanical roar of the engines drowning out any chance of conversation for ten agonizing seconds. He squeezed his eyes shut, his heart hammering against his ribs in a fast, erratic rhythm. The small, comfortable world of Saint Aurelius the smell of the fresh track grass, the quiet mornings in the dormitory lane, the low hum of student gossip in the dining hall felt like a completely different life. The

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