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43. Last call

Author: Bloom_writes
last update publish date: 2026-01-24 16:21:51

Slowly, they all turned toward me.

Recognition flickered across their faces in stages — disbelief first, then comprehension, then something uglier. Anger. Fear.

The attorney avoided my eyes entirely. My father’s assistant didn’t. My uncle stilled on the spot, and turned, lips twisting like he bit into something bitter.

Anna and my father stared at me like they caught a loaded weapon on my body.

The silence was loaded. It stretched. Satisfaction settled in my chest. My father and I had differenc
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