The Billionaire Waitress
Now, nothing.
Back at the apartment, Lila arrived, her eyes wide. “Justin, her laptop’s gone, her nursing books too. This isn’t just a walk—she’s gone.” She found a crumpled paper in the trash, a grocery list in Kayla’s neat handwriting, but on the back, scrawled: Can’t keep breaking. My heart stopped. Her emotional weight—Claire’s betrayal, Sophie’s ghost, the endless headlines—had driven her away.
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