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Chapter 127

Penulis: PaloMack. S.
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-13 23:03:34

Léo's POV

On Friday evening he was at the community centre when his phone rang and Maya's name appeared on the screen.

"She said yes," Maya said.

He heard it. The weight and the relief of it, the quality of news that had not been assumed and was therefore fully received.

"Good," he said.

"I know you've said that word a great deal recently," Maya said, and there was something in her voice that was not quite a smile but was close to one, the tentative return of something that had been present bef
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