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Chapter Thirty one

Aвтор: B . A Lumina
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ELENA POV

I don’t text him back right away.

Not after what Sophia showed me. Not after seeing that image of Daemon smiling beside a woman named Rachel, his arm around her waist like it belonged there.

But the problem is, I can’t stop thinking about it either.

He said nothing. Not once. Not one mention that he was married. That there was someone else waiting at home. That he had a whole other life behind his soft smiles and flirtatious charm.

And yet here I am, standing outside my bedroom window like some lovesick teenager, my phone still in my hand.

His message from earlier still blinks on the screen.

DAEMON: Meet me at The Atrium. Private room. 7PM.

I check the time again. 6:42PM.

I should ignore it. I should delete it. Block him.

I scream into my pillow and curse myself for falling for the familiar way he made me feel.

But instead, I’m throwing on a cream blouse and a dark green skirt, brushing my hair and ignoring my reflection because I don’t want to see the stupid look in
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