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CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
ALEXEI
Three days had dragged on like an eternity since I last laid eyes on Zoey. My stoic exterior, the façade of strength I always wore, crumbled beneath the weight of missing her. Even though I'd convinced myself not to show any weakness, the truth was, I fucking missed Zoey, and it seeped through my every action.
In her room, surrounded by the echo of her absence, I found myself rifling through her closet like a man possessed. The idea of losing her had shaken me more than I cared to admit. When I got her back, I swore to myself I wouldn't let her out of my sight.
Yaz and Viktor were starting to feel the frustration emanating from my every move. Even Ivan, who had been noticeably absent, added a layer of suspicion to the mounting tension.
Yelena, observant as ever, caught me in the act of what could only be described as obsessive behavior. Her voice sliced through the room as she stood in the doorway.
"You miss her, don'
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