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CHAPTER 71- A WARNING WORTH TAKING

Autor: xbreed
last update Data de publicação: 2026-09-19 21:24:04

DAMIEN'S POV

"How long was she standing there."

"Since the coffee," Adrian said. He was already shrugging into his jacket, the way a man does at the end of an ordinary Tuesday. "Give or take."

I looked at the glass. The clear half showed me the corridor and a wall clock and nothing else, but a second earlier there had been the shape of her above the frost, a box on one hip and a hand on the door, and then there hadn't.

"You knew she was there."

"From the second I opened my mouth."

"You said all
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