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Chapter 137: The Note He Left

Author: Evve
last update publish date: 2026-02-15 02:34:45

Don't look for me.

The words on the hotel stationery seemed to vibrate, detaching themselves from the paper and searing into Aria's retinas.

She didn't scream. She didn't collapse. The shock that had frozen her moments ago shattered, replaced by a surge of adrenaline so violent it made her hands shake.

"You coward," she whispered to the empty room. "You absolute coward."

She crushed the note in her fist and threw it onto the bed.

She grabbed her phone. She dialed Noah.

Straight to voicemail.

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