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Chapter 20 – The Edge of Nowhere

Author: Ella Mahmud
last update publish date: 2025-10-30 13:35:57

The night they left the estate, the sky was moonless.

Adrien moved through the dark with the precision of someone who’d done this too many times — every motion sharp, calculated. Elena followed close behind, her heart thundering in her chest as the gravel crunched under her shoes.

He didn’t speak. He didn’t have to. The danger hung in the air like smoke.

When they reached the car hidden behind the old stone wall, Adrien finally glanced her way. “Get in,” he said quietly, his voice carrying that
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