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Chapter Sixty: Cold Shoulder

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Sophia's POV

I woke up starving.

My stomach was already twisting in on itself before I'd even opened my eyes properly, and when I finally reached for my phone on the nightstand, the screen read eleven o'clock, far later than I usually let myself sleep.

I hadn't eaten the night before. Not a bite. Ethan had left a plate on the counter, something warm and carefully made, and I'd walked straight past it and gone to bed hungry out of pure stubbornness, because eating it would have felt like forgivi
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