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Chapter 34: The Midnight Rescue
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2026-05-14 07:17:07POV: Claire Desmond
Gareth Hamilton stood before me, his hands shoved deep into his hoodie pockets.
He looked like he had just rolled out of bed, yet somehow, he managed to look infuriatingly handsome.
“Good morning, Claire,” he greeted me. His baritone was a low, gravelly rasp that vibrated in the quiet air.
“What on earth are you doing here at this hour?!” I hissed, m
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