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Chapter 47: Pushed Out
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2026-10-14 17:02:22
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When My Alpha Remembered Too Late Chapter 67: Ryan's Confrontation
Ryan told me later that he had his hand on Serena's door before he even remembered walking there.Not knocking. Just resting flat against the wood, like his body had decided something his mind hadn't caught up to yet. He said the letter Isabella handed Reed had been sitting in his chest for two days like a stone he couldn't swallow or spit out, and by the second night he'd stopped being able to sit through dinner without his hands curling into fists under the table."I wasn't thinking," he told me, weeks later, sitting across from me at Ethan's kitchen table with his jaw still tight just from the memory of it. "I keep telling myself I was building a case. Being smart about it. But standing there outside her door, Clara, I wasn't thinking about evidence. I was thinking about you sitting alone in that guest wing while she redecorated the nursery like she already owned it."He said his knuckles had actually grazed the wood once, a knock half formed, before Margaret's hand closed around h
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