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Chapter Forty-Five: Penelope and the Properties

Author: Pure Moon
last update publish date: 2026-08-06 15:35:12

Ethan's POV

I heard the noise from the hallway — water running, a soft clatter of something against tile — and went up without thinking twice about it. There were things about tomorrow she still needed to hear before the night got any later, and I'd never been a man who let a closed door stop him from finishing a conversation.

I knocked once. Said her name.

No answer.

I opened the door anyway.

"Sophia, I need to tell you the plan for tomorrow—"

The towel slipped.

I saw it happen before I could
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