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Autor: Grace Grandi
last update Data de publicação: 2025-11-23 01:06:18

Chapter 62

Cynthia's POV

I grabbed my suitcase with trembling hands, still unpacked from the flight over, still stuffed with hastily thrown-together clothes I hadn't even touched.

Had I slept at all in the past forty-eight hours? Maybe a few restless hours on the plane, plagued by nightmares about the restaurant and the crushing guilt of abandoning Amber. But real rest? No. Nothing close.

It didn't matter. None of it mattered now.

Amber wasn't safe. Amber was in a hospital bed.

I fumbled
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