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Chapter 122: Quiet Before the Dawn

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(POV: Richard)

The night before the wedding, the ocean didn't roar; it whispered. From the balcony of our coastal home, the Pacific was a vast expanse of liquid obsidian, reflecting a crescent moon that hung like a silver parenthesis over the private cove north of the city.

Inside, the house was a sanctuary of expectant silence. The frantic energy of the past few weeks, the endless logistical calls with Cole, the security perimeter briefings, and the chaotic deliveries of floral arrangements, h
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