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Chapter 18: You Were So Cold
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2026-05-29 21:46:12
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Married To My Ex-Husband's Uncle Chapter 18: You Were So Cold
Xena.I woke up to snow. Actual snow.Not the depressing gray slush Chicago produced when the city wanted everybody to suffer collectively.Real snow.White rooftops. Fog curling against the windows. The kind of cold that made the entire city look quieter than normal.I stood there for a second staring out the glass before my phone buzzed against the nightstand.> Meeting moved to ten. Roads delayed.Another message followed immediately after.> Don't disappear. Zurich police paperwork sounds exhausting.I stared at the screen.Then laughed before I could stop myself.By the time I got downstairs, Dante was already in the restaurant section of the hotel reading through documents with coffee beside his elbow like sleep was a personal weakness he'd decided not to participate in.He looked up once when I approached.“You're late.”“You moved the meeting.”“You still took too long.”I slid into the seat across from him. “Good morning to you too.”“Morning.”A waitress appeared almost imme
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