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Chapter 118
Author: Sunshine
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"Fine. So, this is how it ends."

Sophia’s voice wavered, fragile yet determined, but his distant, unrecognizable gaze felt like the final, unspoken goodbye.

A bittersweet ache unfurled in her chest.

He had come into her life like an uninvited storm—disrupting everything—and now, he was leaving just as unexpectedly, at the worst possible time.

Perhaps the only choice left was to let him go, to let his memory dissolve like a fading dream at dawn.

“Sure,” Alex said, managing to keep his expression blank, though something deep inside him gave a sharp, uneasy twinge.

He told himself there was no point in chasing after a woman who continually pushed him aside.

Sophia had never truly trusted him anyway—maybe separation would be best for them both.

“Ms. Lancaster…” Jasmine’s silken voice cut through the tension as she stepped forward with a sweet-but-not-so-innocent smile.

“Your decision might’ve been a little foolish, but I have to say—thank you.”

Sophia gave her a sideways look. “And what e
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