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The Apology that Cut Deep

Auteur: Racheal Henry
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Zara’s POV

“Hello, Zee.”

Her voice curled through the air like smoke, smooth, sly, and deliberately sweet. That mischievous smile tugging at the corners of her lips was as sharp as ever, reminding me exactly why Miss Sylvia was never a woman to underestimate.

She stood there in my living room, the polished gleam of her million-dollar handbag catching the dim light.

Everything about her screamed power and poise, the kind that could crush you in stilettos and leave you thanking her for it.

“Hi,” I managed quietly, barely lifting my gaze to meet hers.

“Can we talk?” she asked, lowering herself onto my worn-out couch like it was an inconvenient throne. Of course she didn’t need directions, this house was in her name. Technically, I was the guest here, a tenant in a life she helped me build.

I had planned to come clean with her eventually, on my own terms, in my own time. But this… now wasn’t that moment. With everything else hanging over my head like a storm cloud, a heart-to-heart with S
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  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET   The Edge of Apologies

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  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET   At least I didn't Steal

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  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET   Chasing Ghosts.

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  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET   Evidence of Me.

    Chapter 59 — Zara’s POVIt had been two days since the fever took me down without warning, and Roman still hadn’t come back like he said he would. On the first day, I told myself not to care. He was a big boy; he would show up when he wanted to — probably working through one of his many father-shaped wounds. But by the second day, the silence felt less like space and more like a wall.I had called his phone more than once. Straight to voicemail. No call back. No text. Selene had even stopped by his office to confirm what I already suspected: he hadn’t been in for two days. The world kept spinning, deals were still being made, problems still multiplying, but Roman Vale had folded himself into the city’s shadows and taken my peace of mind with him.That morning Selene had left for work, giving me instructions not to move around too much. I had agreed, then lay there staring at the ceiling like it might offer me a map to everything I had lost. The apartment was quiet in the way a hospita

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