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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Penulis: Bpen
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-06-27 13:58:08

BETSY'S POV

I couldn’t get Alira out of my head.

The way she stormed out of the house earlier, the look on her face... something wasn’t right…I was pacing around my room when I went into my mother's room.

Her door was still slightly open.

Curiosity took over.

I stepped inside quietly as I looked around for the remaining letters and that’s when I saw them.

I picked one up, quickly scanning the words.

"He knew... he knew all along... and he said nothing..."

My heart skipped.

Another paper read: "
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