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Chapter 30: The First Secret
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2026-07-13 21:00:29POV: Charlotte
He asked me to sit down in the same small room where he’d laid out the rules of our marriage all those weeks ago, and something about that choice told me before he’d said a single word that whatever was coming had been decided on deliberately, the same way everything Damien did was decided on deliberately.
“I told you once that I’d tell you eventually,” he said, sitting across from me, no notes, no phone, nothing in his hands at all.
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