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Chapter 35:The Breakup

Author: EllHopia
last update publish date: 2026-02-10 02:37:06

Darius didn’t sleep.

By morning, the city outside his windows had already woken up, but his mind was still locked in the same moment—Liana’s mouth on another man, her hands familiar where they had no right to be.

He stood in his office, jacket perfectly pressed, expression carved from stone. On his desk lay his phone, screen dark, but its contents burned behind his eyes.

Photos.

Videos.

Time-stamped.

Undeniable.

He hadn’t confronted her immediately. That would’ve been emotional. Sloppy.

Dari
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