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Chapter 84: Don't Decide Alone (Part 2)

Aвтор: Noxvane
last update publish date: 2026-06-25 20:10:43

"I can't just what? Stop you from throwing your life away?" I snapped. My voice broke, a jagged mix of exhaustion and the terror that had been clawing at my throat for the last hour. "You think running solves this? You think you can just vanish and everything resets?"

Evelyn took a step back, fresh tears spilling over. "Yes! It does! If I’m gone, Archer loses his target. Your reputation stays clean. The firm doesn't have to deal with the fallout of my past!"

"To hell with my rep

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