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Taking risks

Author: November
last update publish date: 2025-11-13 21:01:56

Millie-Rose POV

The first thing I did the moment the bus lurched forward was toss my phone out the window. Alpha Braham’s possessive words echoed loudly in my mind, and I wasn’t willing to risk him tracking me down. The phone was a connection to the life I was fleeing, and if I wanted distance…real distance, I had to sever every trace.

I lost all sense of time almost immediately. Hours blurred into each other, melting into one long, shapeless stretch of motion. Faces changed, landscapes shifte
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