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Chapter 19: What is The Truth?

Author: Hattie Hajij
last update publish date: 2026-06-23 16:35:52

~Isla~

Children’s laughter echoed around us as the afternoon sun bathed the Luxembourg Garden in a soft golden light. I sat on a bench, watching Owen and Oliver chase each other around the fountain. Their little legs moved with so much energy, their matching blue shirts fluttering in the breeze.

Paris had never felt more peaceful or more fragile.

My mind, however, was anything but calm.

Andrew’s brother.

The words Marcus had shouted at the Milan event still rang in my ears. I kept trying to pu
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