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Chapter Twenty Five

Author: Delancyquin
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-08 13:42:27

Mira’s P.O.V

The voice in the recording didn’t just speak~it carved itself into me.

Caroline. My baby.

I slammed the laptop shut, my breaths coming fast and shallow. For a moment, the nursery felt smaller, the shadows crowding in, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath.

My hand instinctively covered my stomach. I won’t let her touch you.

But even as I thought it, doubt gnawed at me. Caroline had been watching me before I even met Luca. She was always ahead. Always calculating. And Cassandra… Cassandra had known she wouldn’t survive long enough to stop her.

I pressed my fingers to my temples, willing my mind to focus.

I needed to hear the rest.

Before I could reach for the laptop again, the nursery door opened. Luca stood there, his expression unreadable.

“You listened to it.” It wasn’t a question.

I swallowed hard. “She said she’s coming for the child.”

His jaw tightened. He walked inside, closing the door behind him. “That’s why I didn’t want you to hear it to
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