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Chapter Twenty-Four: "The Name"

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-18 22:08:38

ZARA

Monday, 11:47pm

Six blocks. Neither of them said anything.

Richard was in a car somewhere behind them. His idea. Separation. Three people leaving together told a different story than two people on foot.

Her bag on her shoulder. Inside it thirty pages and her mother's handwriting. Your father asked me to.

She'd been keeping herself moving since the hotel room. Making herself look at the street ahead and think about where they were going and not think about page fourteen and not think about
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