Chapter 122

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Ivy sipped her freshly brewed coffee, gazing out the window of the cozy French bistro. She felt disconnected from the warmth and comfort as her mind was a thousand miles away.

This was it, one of the final straws to pull herself from the clutches of danger... that's if the conversation...

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