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Chapter 13: Starting Again

ผู้เขียน: Lily Cruz
last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-10-18 15:00:00

Varena's POV

The new office sat perched above a dry cleaner on Pell Street, just four hundred square feet, and barely two blocks from the apartment where I grew up.

 It felt worlds away from the old life, up on that forty-first floor. I still saw “KOWALCZYK ALTERATIONS” on the window, the gold vinyl letters peeling and ghostly from whoever was there before. I never bothered to scrape it away. 

Honestly, there

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