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Chapter 60

Penulis: Quillian Dark
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-29 21:30:21

I had barely taken two bites of my breakfast before the door opened.

No knock. No warning. Just the quiet turn of the handle and then him.

Of course.

I didn’t look up immediately. I knew it was him. I felt it before I saw him, the shift in the air, the way my shoulders tensed without permission. I forced myself to stay exactly where I was, seated behind my desk, fork in hand, posture straight, like nothing about his presence mattered.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, finally lifting my gaze.
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