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Chapter 137: Little Canary
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2025-05-03 08:02:16Another short silence stretched between us, and I could almost picture him standing somewhere across the world, arms crossed, watching over me the way he always used to.
"Why did you call, Uncle? Is there a problem?"
“No, no, dear," he said quickly, reassuringly. "There is no problem.”
I slumped back slightly into the chair.
"Oh," I exhaled, allowing the smallest smile to pull at the corner of my mouth, "that’s good to hear."
But there was a pause on his end—a pause that said there was more. Much more.
“I know you heard from Don Alonso,” he said finally.
I stiffened, heart picking up again. Moment of truth.
I swallowed. "Um, yeah… is it about the promise? Is that why you called?"
There was no hesitation in his answer.
"Yes, it is," he said simply. "I know it must be hard to believe something like that even existed. I understand it must be shocking."
I laughed softly under my breath, a dry, breathless sound.
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