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Finest mistake.

作者: Black ink.
last update 公開日: 2026-05-01 18:51:50

Luc’s pov.

“What the hell?” Antoine whispered besides me.

I fought the urge to pull out his vocal cords.

I stared at the woman in front of me, refusing to believe that she was the same woman I just shared with my step son. The expression on her face was as pale as the colour.

What the hell was she doing here? And I refuse to believe this was some coincidence.

I held her gaze, trying to figure out what she was up to, but I couldn't see anything past her shocked and scared teary eyes.

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