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Chapter 7

Author: Suki
Declan didn't leave right away.

He checked into the only hotel in town. When Sylvia served me breakfast, she whispered, "That guy downstairs has been waiting all morning."

I kept my head down, quietly eating my breakfast without a word. Sylvia watched me for a moment and let out a soft sigh.

"If you don't want to see him, then don't. You've come all this way. You shouldn't have to keep putting yourself through more pain."

My fingertips froze, my eyes stinging with sudden heat.

In the past,
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