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CHAPTER 9.

Author: Succy
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-15 06:47:20
Ryan’s POV.

I burst out of the heavy oak doors and into the night air, tearing at the knot of my tie.

The cool wind hit my face, but it did nothing to douse the fire in my veins. My chest heaved, every breath shallow and ragged. I couldn't stay in that room for another second. Watching Sebastian lead her away—his hand on the small of her back, claiming her—had snapped something vital inside me.

Isabella.

The name tasted like ash. It was a mask, a lie painted over a face I knew better than my own.

I paced the stone driveway, the gravel crunching loudly under my shoes. I knew the arch of her brow when she was cornered. I knew the way her pulse fluttered in her neck when she lied.

That was Grace.

It was the woman I had held, the woman I had promised a future to, and the woman I had ultimately discarded for power. Seeing her resurface as Isabella, wrapped in Sebastian’s protection, felt like a hallucination. It was as if a ghost had walked into dinner and started eating from the fin
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