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CHAPTER 9

Author: Victory
last update publish date: 2026-04-08 13:43:58

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The penthouse was very quiet.

Rain sat on the opposite side of the kitchen counter from Damien and watched his face and waited. She had the distinct feeling of standing at the edge of something — a before and after moment, the kind you only recognize as such when you're already in the middle of it and can't go back.

Damien looked at his hands flat on the counter. Then at her.

"Have you ever felt like you were almost yourself?" he asked quietly. "Like there was a version of you
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