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Chapter 27: Everything he kept
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2026-04-29 16:58:41.
Chapter 27: Everything He Kept(Dominic POV)After the call from Zara, I didn’t move for a long time. I just stood there with the phone still in my hand even after the screen went dark, like if I kept holding it long enough the moment would rearrange itself into something easier. It didn’t. It stayed the same. Her voice had been steady but there was something underneath it I couldn’t ignore, that careful way she asked questions like she already knew the answers m
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