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Chapter 39

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Rain-soaked cobblestones glistened beneath distant streetlamps, reflecting jagged city lights in trembling shards. The penthouse felt like an overlit mausoleum—every gleaming surface choreographed for farewell. Savannah paused at the entryway, suitcase forgotten beside the door, coat dripping ink-black rain onto marble.

Every overhead light had been dimmed—deliberately—so that the fixtures themselves could not betray how empty the place had become.

Colton emerged from the drawing room, trailing shadow and regret. His suit was damp at the lapels, sleeves rolled as if he had spent hours in intimate mourning. His eyes met hers without promise, just fractured devotion.

“I’ll send for you when it’s over,” he said. The words were brittle as bone, final as a dirge.

She stepped forward, her breath a trembling prayer. “If something happens to Magnolia… I’m not leaving.”

He swallowed. His voice broke into the shards of his façade. “Then stay. But be ready to lose me, too.”

Tears glinted in her
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