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"I know this path is a challenging one, but I'm willing to wait. I'll wait for the day when your anger fades and you accept me again." Ivory didn't respond to that. Memories of the past flashed in her mind, as vivid as if they'd happened just yesterday. The pain had already been seared into her heart. Even if the wounds healed, they would still leave scars. And once the damage was done, no apology would reverse it.

"Every day we wait is a day they know we found it." "Every day we wait is also a day Fen gets closer to tracing the reception. That trace is worth more than anything we'd get from kicking down a door three states east on a hunch." "It's not a hunch. It's a live drop with a laptop that's still logging transfers."

Something in my chest was breaking open. "I don't know how to let people in," I said. "I don't know how to trust. I don't know how to—" "Let me show you." His voice was soft. "One step at a time." I shook my head. "I'm not ready." "I know." "Then why are you still here?" "Because I've been waiting for fifteen years." His eyes met mine. "I can wait a little longer." ---

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"Linkon High School strikes back! Female student admitted into Hareford University following false accusations of cheating!" "Bottom feeder to Hareford candidate in just one year!" "Riveria High School eats their words! Riviera's principal initiates emergency crisis management measures!" My phone was ringing nonstop due to the sheer number of notifications I was getting. Classmates, teachers, relatives, and even elementary school classmates I hadn't been in touch with for years were reaching out to congratulate me. After ending a call with my aunt, Diana Mayfield, I sent Jack a message. "See you in Clock Square."

So familiar. I just nodded and let out a quiet "Mm." Didn't stop him. Just opened the door and stepped out like I'd rehearsed it. Michael didn't hesitate either—hit the gas and vanished. I waited outside the County Clerk's Office the whole day, like I was waiting for some kind of answer. And weirdly? I felt calm. Like my phone—dead silent. Not a single buzz. Even when the office closed, he never came back. No call. No text. Nothing.

"My mom talked to you?" I nodded, holding his gaze. "She told me to go find someone decent and get married, not waste my life. So how much longer do you need me to wait?" He went quiet for a moment. "Just give me a little more time." "How much time? Would three years be enough?" He looked up at me, a pleading look in his eyes. "Camille's family's business is tied up with ours in too many ways. I can't just cut ties overnight. I need you to hang on a little longer."

Before I could even speak, a young woman's soft, sweet voice came through the phone. "Donna? The Don is in the shower. He's exhausted." "If you need him, try again tomorrow. I'm hanging up." "Wait, Chloe, let me talk to him… I…" But she hung up before I could finish. I refused to give up. Fighting the pain that threatened to pull me into unconsciousness, I dialed again. This time, I was met with a cold, mechanical tone. Lying on the enormous bed, I gasped in agony. A cold fear of death washed over me as tears slid silently down my face.