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Chapter 6

Author: O.Fola
last update publish date: 2026-06-08 09:20:04

The moment I saw the handwriting on the envelope, my heart stopped for a second.

Three years after Julian’s death, the last thing I expected was his name written in that familiar scrawl.

For Juliana.

An ache spread through my chest so suddenly that I could barely breathe.

“God, I’ve missed Julian”, I whispered.

Three years had passed, yet the grief still felt fresh enough to split me open.

My fingers trembled as I opened the envelope; inside was a folded letter.

I hesitated only a second
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