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Chapter 69 — Clara Returns

Auteur: Connie Clarke
last update Date de publication: 2026-09-17 05:37:26

She didn't come to the manor.

She called my phone — not Sebastian's, not Thomas's, not the house line. Mine. The number that wasn't publicly listed, that existed in approximately twelve people's contact lists, that she had no obvious way to have obtained.

I looked at the number for two rings.

Then I answered.

"Clara," I said.

A pause — the specific quality of someone who had expected to leave a voicemail and had not prepared for an actual answer.

"Aria," she said. "I — yes. I wasn't sure you'd
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