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Chapter 45: The Sheltered Storm
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2026-05-16 19:06:39POV: Claire Desmond
"Slowly," Gareth said softly. He shifted the car into gear, his eyes already on the road as he navigated the afternoon gridlock.
"I can't have you fainting before we reach Alana. You look like you’ve seen a ghost."
I lowered the tumbler, wiping my lip. "It’s been... a difficult day."
He didn't ask "why." He didn't pry into the mess of my life. He simply nodded, his focus on
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