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Chapter 39: The Call to Savio
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2026-03-06 22:28:18
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"Are you ever going to empty those boxes, or are they just part of the decor now?"I didn't answer the voice in my head, Sera’s voice, which had become the permanent soundtrack to my life. I stood in the storage room of the old penthouse, surrounded by the ghosts of a man I barely recognized anymore. The air was thick with the scent of dust and stale air. I’d been avoiding this room for months. Every other part of my transition into our new life was complete, but these last few boxes felt like a weight I wasn't ready to shift.I reached for the nearest crate, the cardboard rough under my palms. This was the final stretch. I hauled it into the center of the room, the sound of the drag echoing against the bare walls. I popped the tape. Inside were documents, old contracts from the Ashford merger, bank statements from years that felt like decades ago. Paperwork that used to be the only thing I lived for.I dug deeper, past the cold, hard facts of my business empire. At the very bottom,
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"Sera. I want to ask you something."My father stopped walking, his hand resting lightly on the sun-warmed stone of the garden wall. It was Sunday at the estate, the kind of morning where the air felt thick with the scent of blooming jasmine and damp earth. Savio is fully recovered now. He moved with the same steady, mountain-like strength he’d had before the world tried to break him. We were alone, just the two of us, pacing the gravel paths that wound through the roses.I stopped beside him, adjusting the sleeve of my sweater. "Ask."He didn't look at me at first. He looked out over the hedges, his profile sharp against the morning light. "Are you happy in the way your mother was happy?" He paused, his voice dropping into a register that was purely personal. "The complete kind."I stopped walking entirely. The gravel crunched once under my heel and then went silent.The complete kind.I knew exactly what he meant. I thought about what that looked like growing up. I thought about m
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