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Chapter 13: The Rooftop Confession

Author: Dzifa
last update publish date: 2026-04-01 15:30:27

Midnight found Isabella standing at the base of Mount Sinai, staring up at the roof where Jonathan had fallen.

The hospital was quieter now, the chaos of the evening long since contained. Police tape still cordoned off the entrance, but the crowd had dispersed, the curious onlookers returning to their lives, leaving only the cold and the silence and the memory of a man who'd chosen death over the truth.

She should have told Damien. Every instinct screamed that she was walking into a trap. But P
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