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Chapter 31: Tension

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The ride back from the hospital was the loudest silence Lila had ever experienced. Adrian didn’t look at her, but he didn't let go of her hand, either. His grip was firm, almost bruising, as if he expected her to evaporate into the humid city air if he loosened his fingers for even a second.

The moment they crossed the threshold of the penthouse, the atmosphere shifted. The staff was already moving with a frantic, quiet energy. Boxes of Lila’s things were being carried out of the East Wing and
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