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CHAPTER NINETY FIVE
Author: Ellie D
last update2026-01-03 23:09:47

Emma waited in the car longer than she should have. She had parked across the street from the building Ethan worked out of, her hands resting on the steering wheel, her eyes fixed on the glass doors ahead.

People walked in and out freely, she watched life moving normally, while hers felt like it was being dragged apart piece by piece.

She checked her phone again. There was no new messages or missed calls. She exhaled slowly, pushed the door open, and stepped out.

Inside, the lobby was quiet but tense. The kind of place where money decided who mattered, she swallowed hard and walked up to the front desk.

“I’m here to see Ethan,” she said.

The receptionist smiled politely. “Do you have an appointment?”

Emma paused for half a second. “Tell him Emma Harper is here.”

The receptionist hesitated, then picked up the phone. She spoke softly, nodded once, then looked back at Emma. “You can go up. Floor seventeen.”

Emma nodded and walked toward the elevators.

The ride up felt longer than it sho
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