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Chapter 173: Delicate Time

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(Keyla POV)

Vivienne had built a fortress out of one phrase.

*Delicate time.*

She'd used it at the clinic exit, and now she'd used it again at a charity gala three nights later, which Marcus's media monitoring had flagged within minutes of her appearance on the red carpet step-and-repeat. I was watching the footage on my laptop at the hotel table while Leo was in the other room, and the clip had the specific quality of something designed to be watched and screenshotted repeatedly — Vivienne
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