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Chapter Twenty-Two: The Picture That Changed Everything

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-18 23:40:11

Sophia POV

The restaurant is exactly the kind of beautiful I never let myself want, low gold lighting, a private table set apart from the rest of the room with a single candle burning in the center, and a wrapped box sitting on the seat beside me that I spent two weeks deciding on.

"He's just running behind, Mrs. Vale." Priya checks her phone again, the same nervous glance she's given it every ten minutes since we sat down. "Something came up at the office. He said to start without him if you g
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