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Chapter 9

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lysander’s Point of View

The road stretched out in front of me, but my head wasn’t really there. Seraphina’s voice was like a mosquito buzzing at my ear, sharp and relentless.

“Lysander, I’m telling you, Scarlet cannot be your PA,” she said for maybe the tenth time. “She’s… she’s not the type. You need someone humble, someone who can take instructions from you and obey you. Not her.”

I gripped the steering wheel tighter, but I wasn’t listening to half of what she said. My mind was drifting—sliding back into the past where it didn’t belong. Scarlet. Every time I looked at her, something twisted inside me. Not because of who she was, but because she reminded me so damn much of Katherina. The way she carried herself. The stubborn tilt of her chin. Even the way she looked at me sometimes, like she could see straight through me.

It hurt. And I hated that it did.

“Lysander!” Seraphina’s voice suddenly shot through the haze, panicked.

I jerked my head up just in time to see a woman in the m
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