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CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
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2024-10-29 19:42:56ALEXEI
The night settled in a quiet hold as Zoey's breathing steadied in peaceful sleep. Gently, I tucked her in, my fingers tracing a soothing path through her hair.
Leaving her side, my steps led me to the familiar boundaries of my office.
Seated behind the polished mahogany desk, I replayed the events of the evening in my mind. Zoey's change in behavior after encountering Anastasia raised an invisible barrier, a puzzle I couldn't quite decipher.
Something in the air shifted, and I couldn't ignore the tendrils of doubt that snaked into my thoughts.
The soft glow of the desk lamp illuminated the room as I leaned back in my chair, fingers interlaced in contemplation.
The shift in Zoey's demeanor didn't escape my notice. Her eyes, once a window to a world she guarded fiercely, now held a flicker of vulnerability.
It was as if the encounter with Anastasia had stirred inactive echoes, unlocking a
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