Chapter One Hundred Eighteen: Old Wounds, New Shadows

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Kieran woke up before dawn, staring at the ceiling while the quiet hum of the city filled the room. Clara was still asleep, curled on her side with her hair spilling over the pillow. He turned slightly, watching her breathe, and a wave of guilt washed over him. He hadn’t told her the truth. Not everything. Luca wasn’t just someone from his past... He was also a part of Diane's past. Now that Luca and Diane was back, ignoring them wasn’t going to work anymore. When his phone buzzed on the nightstand, Kieran glanced at the screen. Another missed call from Diane. He didn’t answer. ==================== By the time Clara woke up, Kieran was in the kitchen, half-distracted while making coffee. “Morning,” she greeted softly, stepping closer. He looked up and forced a smile. “Morning.” She

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