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Chapter 51

作者: Suzie
last update publish date: 2026-05-18 06:14:41

(Elena's POV)

I could no longer sleep properly after my conversation with matteo; That kind of exhaustion that settles deep into your bones while your mind refuses to quiet down long enough for sleep to fully take hold. Every time I closed my eyes, the same thought came back.

He could leave; Gone from Rome, gone from the parish, gone from my life entirely. And suddenly, everything around me felt fragile in a way it never had before, because until that moment, some reckless part of me had uncon
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