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CHAPTER NINE

作者: Miss O
last update publish date: 2026-09-18 16:25:31

EZRA’S POV

I’ve held that photograph for maybe ten seconds, and it already feels like it’s burned itself into the inside of my skull.

Miles on a playground. Laughing. Some ordinary afternoon that should have belonged only to him and whoever was watching him at the time, and instead some man with a folder and careful handwriting was standing somewhere close enough to catch it on camera without either Nadia or the daycare or anyone else ever knowing he was there.

“He is not safe.”

Four words. No
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