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Chapter 191: The Forgiveness Question

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last update Date de publication: 2026-02-14 05:34:23

The morning sun hit the penthouse windows with a brilliance that felt almost aggressive.

Aurora woke up in the master bedroom. She was alone in the bed.

For a split second, the old panic flared. The muscle memory of abandonment. He left. He realized it was too much. He ran.

She sat up, her heart hammering against her ribs.

Then she smelled it.

Coffee. And... bacon?

She heard the low murmur of voices from the kitchen. Liam’s deep rumble. Ethan’s high-pitched chatter.

The panic receded, l
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