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Finn’s Facade

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Chapter Eighty

Maisie

I couldn’t believe Mr. Caruso would even think of dropping me from the plan. What did he truly expect? That I’d get scared at the last minute and back out? That I wouldn’t follow him through to the very end?

This wasn’t just his fight anymore. It was ours. Every piece of it. Every risk. Every consequence. Finn had pushed us both to the edge, and the only way to stop him was to stand side by side, together, not separately.

If anyone in the world had a reason to want Finn to fall, to watch him finally crumble under the weight of everything he had done, it was me. Not him. Not even close. So how could he decide on his own to cut me out?

I understood he was being protective. That part of him, the soft part he tried so desperately to hide, always leaked through whenever danger hovered close. But he didn’t get to decide for me. Not on this. I had already made my choice. My place was with him, no matter where this path dragged us.

London was where we were headed. Togeth
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