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CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE
ZOEY
Time seemed to slip away as Alexei delved deeper into his plans to take down Mikhail. His days were consumed by strategy meetings, covert operations, and endless preparations for the impending confrontation.
Despite his overwhelming schedule, Alexei always made it a point to check in with me. Whether it was a quick call, a brief moment together over breakfast, or a stolen kiss before he disappeared again, he ensured that I felt his presence amidst the chaos.
Lately, I've been feeling off, waking up either sick or exhausted every day. I didn't want to bother Alexei with my problems, so I kept it to myself. Today, he left early before I woke up, and I decided to freshen up and change into comfy clothes before heading downstairs.
In the kitchen, Olga was at work. "Good morning, Olga," I greeted with a smile.
"Good morning, my girl. How was your night?" she asked.
"It was good. What's cooking this morning?" I inquired.
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