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Chapter 108

Author: Dea B
last update publish date: 2026-06-26 19:31:54

Maya

I don’t remember deciding to go to Cole’s house.

One second I’m sitting in my car outside Po Folks, gripping the steering wheel while my father’s words replay in my head.

Four months.

He had lost his job four months ago.

Four months of lying.

Four months of pretending he was fine.

Four months of me believing every crisis was just another bump in the road instead of the entire road collapsing underneath us.

The next second, I’m pulling into my driveway with my chest so tight I can barely br
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