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Chapter 21

Author: Cara Anderson
last update publish date: 2026-04-10 14:15:16

Skye

Then he follows Cassandra, leaving us standing in the wreckage of the dinner.

Diana stares after him, her fury morphing into something that looks almost like heartbreak.

"Skye," she says quietly. "Tell me that's not what it looks like."

But I can't. Because it's exactly what it looks like.

The silence Jaxon leaves behind is crushing.

Diana stares after him, her mouth slightly open. I can see her processing what just happened—how thoroughly she's been dismissed, how little regard Jaxon sho
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