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CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT: WATCHING YOU

Simon’s POV

I stood outside the bookstore, my heart pounding as I looked through the glass door. I felt chills trickle down my spine. Although I had not seen her in a while, I had seen her in my dreams, every night. I was desperate to make amends, even though I knew the chances of redemption were slim. The sight of her in the bookstore—she looked happy, peaceful, and as beautiful as always.

I took a deep breath, the icy air biting at my lungs, and pushed open the door. The bell chimed softly, announcing my presence. She looked up from behind the counter, her eyes widening in shock and something else—fear, perhaps. I could see the anger simmering just beneath her calm exterior.

“Simon,” She blurted, her voice taut and controlled. “What are you doing here?”

The room started to stifle me, the space between us charged with tension. I stepped further inside, shedding my fear with composure. I could feel my hands trembling slightly. “I—” I began, but the words felt heavy, reluctant. “I
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