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Chapter Thirty Nine

Penulis: B . A Lumina
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-16 03:26:05

ELENA POV

Morning comes too quickly. I barely slept; my mind kept replaying Alex’s voice from last night, low and furious, asking why I would sneak off to meet Daemon. His eyes, so cold, like I was a stranger. Then the door closing behind him. Silence swallowing the entire house.

It’s almost worse than him yelling.

I drag myself out of bed, still wearing the same dress from yesterday, mascara smudged under my eyes. I look like I feel, wrecked.

The house is quiet. Too quiet. No sound of Alex in his office downstairs. No heavy footsteps in the hall. Marco nods at me when I pass by, but his expression says nothing. Sophia’s door is closed. It feels like everyone is waiting to see what happens next.

I make it to the kitchen and pour coffee, my hands trembling. Every time I think about that photo of me and Daemon at the café, my chest twists. I know how it looked. I know why Alex was angry. But I also remember the way he looked at me when he left, like he didn’t know me at all.

And ma
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  • The Mafia Ruthless Bride; A revengeful Heart   Chapter Thirty Nine

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