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Chapter 88

Author: Rejoice Ezeh
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-10-29 14:51:15

Ariana's POV

For three days I did not open the folder.

I kept the manifest on an encrypted drive, locked behind two passwords, and I did not look at it. That took more discipline than any job I had ever done. Every time I sat down at the desk in the hidden room, my eyes went to the corner of the screen where the file lived, and every time I made myself look away.

A date on a page was not going to help me tonight. Valarie was.

"You're doing that thing again," Leo said on the fourth morning.

"Wha
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