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Chapter Eighty Four

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~Aliyah’s Pov~

The calm never lasts.

I should have known that.

By late afternoon, the sky had shifted from soft blue to a dull gray, clouds gathering as if they carried secrets of their own. I stood by the window in the sitting room, watching the wind bend the trees in the garden. The stillness from the morning had thinned, replaced by something tense and waiting.

Then I heard it.

The low, familiar sound of a car pulling into the driveway.

My body reacted before my mind did. My fingers curled s
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