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Chapter 7

Author: The Ink Saint
Third-Person POV

The talent Sabrina had always taken such pride in had ultimately become the very thing that pushed Callum away for good.

But by then, he was already thousands of miles away on a flight to Elbrum. Whatever regret she felt now, he would never hear it.

All he'd left behind were those 99 notes, his father's death certificate, and the court documents. Cold, undeniable proof of what their seven-year relationship had become.

Sabrina stumbled out of the ballroom, ignoring the whispe
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