Chapter 38
The Mask Slips The morning after felt like a knife through Anna’s conscience. Daniel was already gone. No note, no message. Just a dent in the couch cushion where he’d slept beside her. Or maybe she had pushed him away by staying quiet when he asked, “What happens now?” She didn’t know the answer. Not yet. The folder Juliet left still lay on the kitchen table, unopened. Anna stared at it like it was a ticking bomb. She didn’t dare touch it. She knew whatever was inside could be twisted—especially by someone like Juliet. But what haunted her most wasn’t the paper or the secrets. It was Noah. The way he looked at her last night before he went to bed. Too calm. Too quiet. Almost like... he knew something. --- Meanwhile – Noah’s Trap Begins Noah stood by the mirror in his study, but
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