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2026-06-22 18:45:00Anya pov.
Yesterday, I woke up to the silence of the room, thick and suffocating. Viktor’s side of the bed was empty, the sheets cool against my fingertips. I reached out instinctively, but he wasn’t there.The first thought that crossed my mind was that something had happened. He was always gone before me, but this felt... different.Pulling the blanket around me, I sat up and stared at the room. The faint scent of his cologne lingered, mingling with the leather and wood of th
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