Chapter 98 Chapter 98

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LORETTA

His handkerchief was customized

I pulled back the pristine white cotton material and stared at the small initials embroidered neatly into one corner.

E.F.

Even something as ordinary as a handkerchief carried his signature, very Elion Fitzpatrick-like. A watery laugh escaped me before I could stop it. Only Elion would own a...

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