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CHAPTER 22

I straightened my tie, adjusting the crisp collar of my suit, but my mind wasn’t on the meeting ahead. My phone sat on the table, the screen dark except for one thing—her last seen.

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ink. ache. devotion. ✧ love that wounds ;⁠)