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The Trojan Chef

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Chapter 26

Caleb’s POV

The penthouse was a graveyard of broken glass and shattered pride.

I sat on the edge of the velvet sofa, my head buried in my hands, the rhythmic pulsing in my skull matching the dull throb of my shoulder where it had slammed into the stone fountain. The smell of expensive bourbon and stale grief clung to the walls, but I didn't care. I couldn't feel the cold. I couldn't feel the sting of the shards I’d stepped on.

I could only see her.

Not Evelyn.

The other one.

The ima
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