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Chapter 15

Auteur: Spli_vena
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-02 23:30:14
ANITA POV

He called at half past ten.

I had been at the kitchen table for twenty minutes without moving. The house was quiet. Donald long gone. Just me and the morning and the note I had read too many times already.

My phone lit up on the table.

Dad.

I looked at it for one ring. Then I picked up.

“Anita.” His voice. Warm. A little careful the way it always was now, like he was always slightly aware of how much he owed and slightly unsure how to carry it. “Did I catch you at a bad time?
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