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Chapter 52: The Perfect Wife
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2026-10-30 20:00:56I woke before the alarm and lay still in the dark, listening to Zachary breathe.
Forty-three days.
I'd written the number on the back of a grocery receipt the night before. It was still on my bedside table, next to my glass of water. Forty-three days to the Gala. Forty-three days before the transfer could be challenged. Forty-three days to make sure Zachary couldn't reach what was mine.
I slipped out of bed, pulled on my robe, and went downstairs.
By the time Zacha
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