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Chapter 176 - Midnight Maybes

Author: Anney GW
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-26 11:47:20
Vienna’s POV

Raphaël and Zanele had dragged me out to a New Year’s Eve party. I hadn’t wanted to come. Every part of me just wanted to stay curled up in bed, hidden under a blanket of denial and distraction.

Seeing Warren on that bridge had shaken something inside me. I didn’t know what to do with all the feelings that had come crashing in like a tsunami. His words in the bakery, the look in his eyes—so lost, so raw…

I couldn’t shake the pity, the confusion, the idea that maybe I should at least give him a chance to explain.

Around me, the Parisian club pulsed with music and light. People were dancing, drinking, laughing—drenched in glitter and champagne and the high of counting down to a new year.

I felt like I was behind a glass wall, watching it all but not part of it. My hand rested on the curve of my belly protectively. Somehow, the baby was the only one I felt truly connected to tonight.

"Hey!" Zanele’s voice cut through the music as she suddenly appeared in front of me, eyes s
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