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CHAPTER 82: Between Two Homes.

Auteur: Daisy
last update Date de publication: 2025-09-04 19:11:47

ALESSA'S POV

The car glided smoothly through the quiet streets, its hum a low, steady purr beneath us. The leather seat was cool against my back, though warmth still pulsed through me from the applause, from the tower that bore my name, from the weight of the ring on my finger.

I leaned my head against the glass, the city lights blurring past in streaks of gold and silver. My chest ached with too many emotions to name: joy, disbelief, gratitude, love.

I turned to Michael, my voice hushed. “Than
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