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CHAPTER 72: THE WOMAN BY THE SEA

Auteur: Jude Vincent
last update Date de publication: 2026-11-05 03:04:41

I stood there by the car with the phone still at my ear. The line was dead. There was only silence now. No breathing. No waves.

My hand was shaking.

"Lila." Damien's voice was very quiet. "Who was that?"

I lowered the phone slowly. I looked at him. His face was pale and tired, and the little white card was still pressed against his chest. *For my little girl.*

She had begged me. *Please, do not tell him I called.*

But two nights ago, in the kitchen, I had made a promise to myself. I would never
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