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7: The Confrontation

Penulis: Elvis
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-11-27 20:14:53

Elara stood frozen outside the study door, the cold from the marble floor seeping through the thin fabric of her gown and into her bones. Alive? The word echoed in the hollow of her chest, sucking all the air from the room.

The passionate, world-altering night they had just shared crumbled into dust, replaced by the chilling architecture of a lie far greater than her own.

She didn't wait for him to emerge. She pushed the door open.

Kaelan stood by the window, his phone still in his hand, his shoulders rigid with tension. He turned, and for a fleeting second, she saw it—not guilt, but a frantic, hunted look in his eyes before it was replaced by icy control.

"Elara," he began, his voice carefully neutral.

"Genevieve is alive," she stated, her own voice flat, devoid of the tremor she felt in her soul.

His expression tightened. "You were eavesdropping."

"I was discovering that the man I just spent the night with is still obsessed with his dead fiancée. Except she's not dead, is she?"

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