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Chapter 11–Protect That Girl

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Tristan’s POV

Daniel and I stepped out of the study, the door closing softly behind us.

I walked downstairs, my steps measured. Daniel followed.

Abuela sat comfortably in the living area, Patricia beside her. They were mid-conversation, their expressions relaxed.

“Where’s Natasha?” I asked, my eyes scanning the room.

Patricia looked up first. “Oh. You just missed her.”

My brows furrowed slightly.

“Missed her?”

“She said she had to leave,” Abuela added gently. “Something came up.”

My gaze s
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