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IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO

Author: Nuella
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VALERIE

“Gabriel,” I began, my voice low and steady, though my chest felt raw."You're right — there's something personal about this case. You deserve to know. If you’re going to take this case, you need the whole story. I’ll tell you everything.”

He didn’t lean back or relax. If anything, he leaned closer. His eyes held that strange mix of professionalism and something more personal—concern, maybe even fear—because he knew whatever I was about to say wasn’t going to be simple.

“Start from the beginning,” he said softly. “Don’t skip anything.”

I drew in a slow breath and let the memories come. They were painful, but not unfamiliar. I’d carried them for two years like stones in my chest.

“It started two years ago,” I said. “Vera and I had an argument—a heated argument, and as twins… we weren’t supposed to fight like that. Fraternal twins with opposite personalities, yes. But still connected. But that night, we clashed. Words flew, doors slammed, and she stormed out.”

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