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CHAPTER 9
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2026-07-25 07:47:00SCARLETT FOSTER
The temperature on the terrace seemed to plummet ten degrees in an instant.
I stood behind Caleb, my hand resting instinctively against his back. Underneath the fine wool of his suit jacket, his muscles were coiled tight, like a wire stretched to its absolute breaking point.
The man who had stepped out of the shadows looked to be in his early thirties. He was tall, dressed in an impeccably fitted dark suit, with sharp features and a slick, calculated smile
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SCARLETT FOSTERThe light tap from the driver on the front window snapped the intense spell hanging between us.Caleb slowly pulled his hand back, though his burning gaze lingered on my face for a heartbeat longer before he turned toward the door. The driver slid into the front seat, quietly offering a brief apology before turning the key in the ignition.The engine hummed to life, and the Maybach pulled away from the rain-swept harbor overlook, gliding smoothly onto the freshly cleared highway.Neither of us spoke a word for the rest of the drive. The weight of his confession hung heavily in the air, thick and suffocating. My head was spinning. Five years of bitterness, grief, and self-doubt had built a solid wall around my heart, and Caleb had just completely dismantled it with a single truth.I leaned back against the leather headrest, staring out at the blurred streetlights. Every instinct I had urged me to protect myself, to keep that wall up at all costs. But how could I treat h
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