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CHAPTER 19: Rosalia

Author: Natascia .D.
last update publish date: 2025-11-15 17:31:31

For a heartbeat, I thought I was hallucinating. Then I answered and now, God help me, I wished I hadn’t.

My phone was still on the floor where it slipped from my hand. My heart had skipped like it was trying to claw it way out of my chest. Before I could think, I flopped onto my bed, punching at the mattress and burying my face in the sheets to muffle the scream that threatened to tear free.

It was him. After all these years.

I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Be relieved or ashamed. Of co
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