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Chapter 50. A Place to Breathe.

Author: Michy himyz
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-23 23:00:57

**Stella's POV**

The penthouse is silent after Shawn leaves.

I stand in the middle of the living room, surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows that showcase the glittering city below, and for the first time in what feels like forever, I let myself just breathe.

This is mine.

A smile spreads across my face, so wide it almost hurts. Tomorrow. Tomorrow I get my pup back.

I move through the space slowly, taking it all in. The living room is spacious and modern, with plush furniture. Abstract art hangs on the walls—the kind that probably costs millions. The kitchen is a dream—marble countertops, stainless steel appliances that look like they've never been used, a wine fridge stocked with bottles I can't even pronounce.

I open the main refrigerator and gasp.

It's fully stocked. Fresh fruits and vegetables, organic milk, premium cheeses, deli meats, everything I could possibly need. The pantry is the same—shelves lined with pasta, sauces, cereals, snacks. Even pup food.

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