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Chapter hundred and eighty five.

Author: ORJI
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-21 23:02:45

Eva's POV.

“I’ve missed you, princess,” he whispered, his breath warm against my ear.

Tears stung my eyes. “Nicklaus…” My voice cracked, and I pulled back just enough to see his face. Those piercing eyes I thought I might never see for a little longer than this, stared right into mine, full of emotions I couldn’t even begin to name. “You’re here. You’re actually here.”

“Where else would I be?” His lips curved into a small smile, but his gaze softened as though he knew exactly what I was feeling. “I told you everything will be fine."

I blinked fast, my tears spilling anyway. “Do you have any idea how scared I've been? I really do trust you Nicklaus, but I just thought that maybe there might not be a...

“Shhh.” He pressed his forehead to mine, his hand sliding up my back to cradle the back of my head. “Don’t say that, Love. I promised you I’d fix everything, and I did. It’s sorted now.”

I froze. My hands tightened against his neck as my mind scrambled. “What… what do you mean sorted?”
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