Chapter 12
Isabella's POV
I stand by the bookstore window, fingers gripping the curtain's edge so tightly my knuckles turn white. The morning mist hasn't lifted yet, and the street is so quiet it feels unreal—just a few sparrows hopping along the power lines, chirping a few clear notes.
I barely slept last n...
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29. Chapter 29
30. Chapter 31
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