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CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT_CLAIRE’S POV

Penulis: Claire Ree
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-02-25 21:26:51

Inside Margot’s office, neither of us spoke.

She stood by the window, her back to me, one hand resting against the glass as if she needed something solid to hold onto.

For the first time since I had met Margot Sinclair, she did not look composed.

She looked tired.

Deeply tired.

Eventually she let out a slow but exhausted breath.

“Sit,” she said quietly.

It didn’t sound like an instruction. It sounded more like a request.

I obeyed.

My eyes followed her as she walked to the cabinet behind her
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