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Chapter 59: The Silent Ledger

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Jessica’s POV

The early morning light of the new week didn't bleed into the master suite; it arrived with a precise, razor-sharp brilliance that illuminated the absolute luxury of our private sanctuary.

I sat cross-legged on the plush velvet chaise lounge near the balcony, a steaming mug of black tea resting on the stone coaster beside me. Across my lap lay a brand-new, unblemished leather journal. For the first time in three years, my fingers weren't typing out lines of complex, decentralized
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