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CHAPTER 74: Lying To Myself

Author: Zerath
last update publish date: 2026-04-17 22:31:33

Damian's POV

Breakfast is chaos.

Rina's squeezed in between Selena and Maya, her plate overflowing with eggs and toast, She's been talking nonstop since she sat down.

"—and then I tripped over the rug, and Lily laughed, and Greta said I should be more careful. But I’m always careful; I’m just a little clumsy, so it’s not really my fault—"

Maya, stabbing at a strip of bacon, cuts in. "Rina. Eat."

"I am eating! See?"

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