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Chapter 67: A Choice in the Shadows (Part 1)

Author: Noxvane
last update publish date: 2026-06-20 06:11:34

POV: Evelyn

The night breeze drifted across the wooden deck, carrying the sharp, salt-tangled scent of the Atlantic. In the center of our table, the candle flame shivered, casting erratic shadows across the white linen and my own trembling hands.

I tried to anchor myself with a smile, but I could feel the cracks. The weight in my chest was a physical thing, cold and suffocating.

Jovan set his fork down with a quiet clink. The seafood platter between us—pristine and

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