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Chapter 81: The Letter

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Anastasia’s POV:

The letter arrived without warning.

No return address I recognized. Harlow City postmark. My name in handwriting I had not seen in two years but knew immediately.

I stood in the hallway with the envelope in my hand for a moment before I opened it.

There was a single page inside.

Celeste Dupont wrote the way she spoke. Direct with no preamble or softening of anything.

“Anastasia.”

“I’m writing because I owe you a conversation I’m not in a position to have in person.
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