Chapter 115 The Masks We Wear

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Rose’s POV

I sat in the quiet of the room, the hum of the evening around me when the sudden ring of my phone broke the stillness. I glanced at the screen, and my heart skipped a beat—Luca.

I answered immediately. “Luca?”

“Rose,” his voice was low, serious, the usual warmth missing. “You...

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