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Chapter 122 - So This Is Goodbye

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-05 10:00:19
Vienna’s POV

Passport? Check. Wallet? Check.

I ran through my packing list for the third time, my fingers trembling slightly as I zipped my suitcase shut.

I was really doing this. Leaving everything behind. Starting over on the other side of the world.

Bella stood by the door, blinking ferociously. Then, in a sudden burst of emotion, she pulled me into a tight hug.

"Don’t you dare forget about me, V," she whispered, her voice thick. "You better call me the moment you land."

I nodded into her shoulder. "I promise. Thank you. For everything. I couldn’t have done any of this without you."

She pulled back, swiping at her eyes, and then gave me a mischievous wink. "Oh, and… I might have a little surprise for you."

I blinked. "A surprise?"

"You’ll see," she said airily, shooing me toward the door. "Now go chase that Parisian dream."

Still puzzled, I climbed into the car waiting out front. Fred was behind the wheel, and Harold sat in the passenger seat. They both turned to greet me with warm
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