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THE THINGS DESIRE REMEMBERS

Author: Ria Noir
last update publish date: 2026-10-14 02:40:29

CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE: THE THINGS DESIRE REMEMBERS

AVA’S POV

By the time morning came, I had made three cups of coffee, forgotten to drink two of them, and nearly thrown my phone out of the window. Whoever was behind the Sweet Rush messages had an irritating habit of appearing just when I began to feel normal again, and after last night’s photograph of the pendant, I was beginning to suspect that normal was something I would have to learn to live without.

Liam found me in the kitchen, wearing one
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