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Chapter 11

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last update publish date: 2026-07-28 10:12:22

The words lingered in the air.

"We need to talk."

Valerie's fingers tightened around the microfiber cloth until her knuckles turned pale.

She had imagined this moment more times than she cared to admit.

There had been nights when she wondered what she would say if she ever saw him again. She imagined herself shouting at him, demanding answers, asking why he never came back after promising he would.

Then there were nights when she imagined simply walking away.

Four years had changed
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