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Chapter 172

작가: Abisola Janet
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Marco’s POV

I barely slept since I came back to Rome.

At first, I blamed it on staying at Victor’s place. His house always felt like a chessboard — every conversation a move, every silence a strategy. I thought once I moved to Laura’s, the tension would ease.

It didn’t.

It got worse.

Because now I knew.

Amara.

My brother’s wife.

The irony was cruel. It could have been any woman from my past. There had been enough of them — faces, names, memories I could barely separate anymore.

But no
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