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CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN : The Bench

Author: Ziri Ink
last update publish date: 2026-05-28 10:21:17

LEON’S POV

I saw her at the same time Kate did.

I had already registered Luciana, the small neat figure sitting with her bag at her feet and her hands folded in that particular way she had, patient and contained, like she had been sitting in difficult situations for so long that her body had simply stopped registering them as uncomfortable.

But the woman beside her stopped everything.

I put the car in park slowly.

Beside me Kate had gone completely still. Not the kind of still that comes from c
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