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Chapter 20 - Cost of Love

Author: Angelina
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-29 02:49:53

Mara’s POV

There was no meeting with Damon today because he had told me yesterday that they had some business to attend to. They being He and Marius. Then this morning, I received the email notification from the bank.

He had not called me via the mind link or anything. I usually didn’t reach out first out of respect and also because Kira was always saying wild stuff and I didn’t want him to look at me like some sex starved cougar.

And I still didn’t know how much access he had into my mind with the mind link.

The city lights were blurry as I looked outside through the scratched up glass windows of the bus, the lights flickered like stars in the late evening foggy weather.

I sat in the third row from the back of the bus, leaning my head against the cold glass, as I watched the city’s storefronts and sidewalks slip past in my silence.

My body ached, a tight feeling of exhaustion wrapped around my spine, it was sharp and unforgiving, a signature feeling that was now a part of my exi
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