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Chapter 105

last update publish date: 2026-03-19 17:55:06

Matteo Rinaldi’s POV

The day had been long and draining, filled with tension, worry, and a kind of exhaustion that settled deep into the bones. Alessia had barely slept the night before, and today had not been any kinder to her. Her friends and I stayed close, doing everything we could to keep her grounded, to give her something to hold on to.

Still, it was obvious she was slipping.

The dark circles under her eyes had deepened, and the constant worry etched across her face made my chest tig
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