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Chapter 18: The Rooftop Bar

Author: Oby Jennifer
last update publish date: 2026-04-25 13:12:55
“Until morning,” I said eventually.

“Harper”

“Until morning, Daniel. That’s what I need.”

He agreed, reluctantly. Then he hung up.

I sat in my quiet room and thought about what “until morning” really meant. One night to decide whether to tell him myself or let him wake up to the truth like everyone else. One night to figure out if I could still be a normal person instead of a journalist.

I opened the letter again.

“Adrian. If you are reading this, then Nathaniel finally decided the t
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