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31. Coincidence

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Braim

“My God.” I exhaled sharply as I examined her.

She was just fast asleep as a result of the injection—one of its predictable effects.

How could I have forgotten and allowed my heart leaped in such a manner?

My hands moved on their own, gently wiping the faint tear marks that had drawn out of her eyes. I tugged her in properly, making sure she stayed asleep.

Her face… even without makeup, even with swollen lids, there was a softness to her that made her look painfully beautiful.

Something about her mood stirred me yet again, and by the time I was just at the door of my office, my phone buzzed in my pant pocket.

An air crash yesterday night?

What was really happening? Just the previous day, there was a reported case of an air crash, and yesterday the same?

I held my phone tighter, now being driven by current affairs, the urge to get more details of this particular airline weighed more with each passing second.

But then Alora Maxwell stole the air from my lungs. And I scrolled just
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