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CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR — When Damien Laughs

Author: 2game
last update publish date: 2026-04-12 13:29:12

The dinner was unbearable.

Not because of the food.

The food was perfect. Of course it was.

Every dish arranged like it had something to prove. Every flavor measured, balanced, refined to the point where it almost stopped being real.

No—

The problem was the people.

Too many voices.

Too many smiles.

Too many careful, meaningless conversations layered over each other like polished glass.

Caelan sat beside Damien, posture straight, expression composed, performing exactly as expected.

Nodding at th
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