Chapter 175
Author: Youngblood
last update2025-10-08 22:36:40

The Blue Ember’s glowing sign washed the pavement in shades of sapphire and violet as Wilfreda pulled into the small lot. The hum of her engine faded, leaving only the low thrum of music spilling from inside.

She drew a breath, checking her reflection in the rearview mirror. A faint smile tugged at her lips despite herself—because waiting in there wasn’t Chance, or Chloe, or anyone demanding she confront her tangled lineage. It was Harry.

She stepped inside, the warm air wrapping around her, s
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