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Chapter 62.

Penulis: P.M.I Charlotte
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Alexa (Prudence)

Tuesday, 15th July. Next day.

Morning.

I sit in the apartment Helia got for Martha and me. One of his, he told me, just like that, another property in his name. Like the one in Corte.

I should be grateful, I know. But I can’t ignore the disappointment weighing down on me, cold and constant. Pier hasn’t called. Not a single word. Like I never existed.

It’s like that part of my life never existed.

I’m at the dining table, breakfast in front of me, untouched. The food may as well be plastic.

“You haven’t eaten yet. I bet you’re excited to see your grandma,” Martha says, breaking through the fog in my head.

I glance up at her, forcing a smile. Trying to animate this shell I’ve become. Trying to live.

“I am, Martha. But I can’t ignore what happened yesterday. Seeing Jon again like that…” My voice trails. I manage another weak smile. “He didn’t trust me. Not for a second. His cousin. I was just another of grandma's poor beneficiaries to him.”

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