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Chapter 93

Author: Daniel Paul
last update publish date: 2026-04-02 23:40:15

Dana POV: Alex Is Everywhere I Go

"You should enter for an exhibition," Charles says, staring at my painting. "With the way you pai— "

He stops, turns and breaks into a jog toward the front of the shop.

"Lessie! Lessie! Where's that flier you showed me the other day?" he asks.

Lessie, behind the counter, holds one up without looking. He snatches it and brings it back to me at something close to a run, pressing it into my hands.

Then he begins pulling out his phone, and starts scrolling urgen
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