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CHAPTER 26
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2026-06-23 03:54:17
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Elena's POV Alexander did not come to the bakery that evening. He had a late practice that ran longer than usual, something about the coach adding extra drills before an important game, and he had texted me twice already to apologize for it, the second message including a small, slightly awkward attempt at a joke about the coach that did not quite land but that I appreciated anyway for the effort behind it. Miss Clara left at six, the way she always did, calling out a cheerful goodnight as she pulled the door shut behind her, leaving me alone in the warm, quiet space to finish the closing routine I had grown to genuinely enjoy. Wiping down the counters. Checking the ovens were fully cooled. Counting the register slowly, the small satisfaction of an honest day's work settling into my shoulders. I did not think much about being alone. It had become ordinary by now, these last thirty or forty minutes most evenings, just me and the quiet hum of the refrigerator and the soft orange
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Damien's POV Pavel came to my office himself this time, no calls, no careful intermediaries, which told me before he even sat down that he had something he considered worth the risk of being seen walking through my building. "We have a full picture now," he said, sliding a thin folder across my desk. "Her schedule, the bakery's hours and the security patterns around both locations." I opened the folder slowly, savoring it the way I savored very little else these days. Photographs. Timestamps. A typed summary in clean, clinical language that turned my wife's entire life into something measurable, something I could finally hold and study instead of simply raging against from a distance. She opened the bakery at six most mornings, alone, the older woman, Miss Clara, typically arriving closer to seven. St. James usually came by sometime after his morning practice, anywhere between eleven and one, depending on the team's schedule. The security detail Marcus Reyes had assembled
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Elena's POV There were two more security cars outside the bakery the next morning than there had been the day before. Alexander, when I asked him about it over coffee, gave me an answer that was technically true and somehow still felt like it was missing something. "Marcus likes to rotate the patterns," he said, not quite meeting my eyes the way he usually did when he was being fully honest with me. "Keeps things unpredictable. It is routine." "It did not feel routine yesterday," I said. "There was one car parked outside all afternoon while we were eating lunch." "That probably was routine," he said. "I would not read too much into it." I looked at him for a moment longer than the conversation strictly required. The same small prickling instinct I had felt weeks earlier with the lease rising again, quieter this time, easier to push down because I genuinely did not have anything concrete to hang it on. A car parked outside. Extra security. Things that, on their own, meant a
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Alexander's POV Marcus called me at eleven that night, after Elena had gone home to her own apartment again. The easy good mood of the afternoon at the bakery still sitting warm in my chest when my phone lit up with his name. "I need you to look at something," he said, no greeting, which told me immediately this was not going to be a small thing. "Send it." A series of photographs landed in my messages a moment later. A gray SUV, parked at slightly different angles across three separate images, clearly taken at different times but unmistakably the same vehicle. One image showed it parked across from the bakery, the angle suggesting it had been taken from inside another car parked further down the block. Another showed it near Elena's old apartment building, the one she had stopped using regularly but still kept the lease on. A third, the most unsettling of the three, showed it parked outside the small grocery store two blocks from my own building, where Elena had taken to
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Elena's POV The first real day of cleaning Elly's came faster than I expected, the lease barely two days old, my hands already itching to start making the empty space into something that looked like mine. Miss Clara arrived at eight with two buckets, a stack of old rags she swore by over anything bought new, and an opinion about the dusty front window that she shared loudly before she had even fully stepped through the door. "This glass has not been touched in years," she announced. "Years, Elena. We start here." We spent the morning scrubbing, the radio Miss Clara had brought playing something warm and a little staticky from a station I did not recognize, the two of us working in the easy companionable rhythm we had built over the months I had worked under her at her own shop, except now the shop belonged to me and that small fact kept catching me by surprise every time I looked up and remembered it. "You are smiling at the floor," Miss Clara observed, around eleven, watc
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Damien's POV The article had been sitting on my desk, printed out, for three days. I had read it so many times the paper had gone soft at the folds, the way a man worries at a wound to confirm it is still there. Elena Brooks. My name a footnote in her story now, the villain at the edge of someone else's redemption arc. I had built an entire life, an entire reputation, and a woman I had chosen with the same care I chose everything, had walked into a newspaper office and dismantled most of it in under an hour. I poured another drink and did not bother pretending, even to myself, that it was the first of the evening. The bakery was the part that genuinely surprised me. Not the interview, not the public sympathy curdling against me like milk left too long in the sun. The bakery. Elly's. A small, stupid sign in a small, stupid window in a neighborhood I had personally made sure she could never afford to stay in. She had built something anyway. It should not have mattered. In
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Elena's POVI sat in the quiet room of the hospital, the strong smell of antiseptic filling my nostrils as I clutched the paper in my hands. My heart pounded against my chest as I stared at the results.The test I had taken a few days ago when I peed on the stick, had confirmed it, but seeing the d
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