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Chapter 83: He Meets Her Where She Is

Author: E.J
last update publish date: 2026-04-21 18:25:46

MIRA POV

“It is a bad day,” I said.

He looked up from his desk. I was in the doorway of the home office, still in my coat, bag still on my shoulder. I had come straight from the healer centre and I had not quite made it further than the doorway.

“Okay,” he said.

Just that. Not what happened or are you alright or tell me what is wrong. Just okay. Said the same way he said any other fact.

“Nothing specific caused it,” I said. “I want to be clear about that. Nothing went wrong. It is just a bad da
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