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Chapter Eighty Five: The First Name
Author: Allison Mayer
last update2026-08-29 18:14:18

The old photograph would not leave Damian's mind.

Neither would the name written beneath it.

Benedict.

He had spent the entire night trying to convince himself that it meant nothing.

Perhaps it had been written on the wrong photograph.

Perhaps someone had confused two files.

Perhaps the photograph had been placed in his records by mistake.

There were explanations.

There had to be.

But one fact remained impossible to ignore.

Magnus had known he was searching.

And Magnus had refused to explain wh
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