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Chapter 13 – Blood Doesn’t Lie

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For a long moment, Ivy couldn’t breathe.

The photograph trembled slightly in Sebastian’s hand.

Rain slid down the tall glass windows behind Marcus, streaking the grey skyline of London, but Ivy barely noticed it.

Her eyes stayed locked on the face in the photo.

A woman standing between the dark vineyard rows.

Watching.

Waiting.

Elena Blackwood.

Julian’s younger sister.

Sebastian’s sister.

The quiet one.

The grieving one.

The one who cried the loudest at the funeral.

Ivy looked up slowly.

“This…
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