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Chapter 91- Him again

Author: Luna Blue
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-25 20:09:24
Amelia POV

A full week passed, yet the uneasy tightness in my chest never really left. It clung to me like a second skin—thin, invisible, suffocating. Ethan had been more attentive than ever, always watching me, always hovering as if the past Maxwell represented might slip out of the shadows at any moment and swallow me whole.

But nothing happened.

No strange sightings. No unexpected encounters. No man with sad eyes and a dangerous reputation appearing at every corner.

Just… silence.

Almost enough silence to make me believe I’d imagined the shift inside me last week—the fear, the disgust, the anger. Almost.

This morning, though, the house felt unusually empty. Ethan had already left for work, leaving a brief kiss on my cheek before rushing out with his tie half-adjusted and an apologetic smile tugging at his lips.

“Let me drop you at the supermarket later,” he’d said before leaving. “Don’t go alone.”

But then he called in the afternoon, telling me work had piled up, that a clie
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