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Chapter 152- The truth

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Amelia pov

I never wanted to attend the party.

When the invitation arrived from Maxwell, elegant and deliberate, I tore it in half without reading past the first line. I was done with Los Angeles. Done with ghosts that refused to stay buried. My bags were already packed, sitting neatly by the door of the apartment I had never truly called home. Luke was asleep in the other room, his soft breathing grounding me, reminding me why I had to leave.

Then the text came.

Please come. Even if it’s the last time I ever see you.

My hands trembled as I stared at the screen. I told myself it meant nothing. That it was just another attempt to confuse me, to pull me back into a life that no longer fit. But something inside my chest tightened, aching in a way I couldn’t explain. Maybe it was closure. Maybe it was pity. Or maybe it was the strange pull I had been fighting since the day I met him.

I agreed.

I told Ethan I would attend, then leave town immediately after. I owed him honesty, at least tha
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