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Chapter Seventeen: Closer Than Professional

Opey Lux
last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 16.06.2026 21:57:07

I had not planned this.

I had sat at my desk for an hour after the line went dead, staring at the phone, trying to figure out what to say to a woman who had just heard me admit everything and then lost me to a call I never got to explain. I had written three messages and deleted all three. Nothing fit. Nothing matched the size of what was needed saying.

So I stopped trying to write it.

I picked up food instead — the Thai place on Renfield Street, the one she used to order from at eleven at nigh
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    AmeliaI was at the kitchen table going through emails when Eli came in and stood across from me, very straight, his hands clasped together in front of him in a way I had never seen him do before."Mummy," he said. "Can you sit down? I have something serious to say."I closed my laptop.There was something about the way he said it — formal, deliberate, a child borrowing the cadence of every serious conversation he had ever overheard adults having — that told me this was not about dinosaurs or homework or anything I could redirect with a snack and a change of subject.I sat down properly, facing him. I folded my hands on the table the same way he was folding his, and I was not entirely sure which one of us had borrowed the gesture from the other."Okay," I said. "I'm sitting."He climbed onto the chair across from me, settled himself, and looked at me with a steadiness I had watched grow in him for years, piece by piece, the same way I had built my own."I know Sebastian is my dad," he

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    "Sebastian—"I had just said his name when the screen changed.The call did not drop. It did not crackle or cut out the way calls sometimes did. It simply ended — replaced, mid-word, by a new screen. A photo. A name. Daniel Ashford.For a moment I genuinely did not understand what I was looking at.

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