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CHAPTER 282

Henry’s POV

I stood at the edge of the docks that afternoon, gazing at the rippling water. As the cry of seagulls sounded in the distance, my thoughts shifted back to the memories I thought I had buried.

Julia was a small figure in the distance, her laughter carried by the breeze. She looked so carefree, almost like the girl I used to know, the one who would drag me to the beach or up to the mountains to forget our troubles, even if just for a little while.

I couldn't help but smile at the sight of her. Those were simpler times, times when we thought our problems could be left behind with a change of scenery. Now, everything was different. Complicated.

“Mr. Stanford,” a voice called from behind me, breaking my reverie.

I turned to see Marco approaching, looking so concerned but sounding frustrated. He was always so loyal, so dependable. It was why I kept him close.

“What is it, Marco?” I asked.

“We couldn't stop Elijah,” Marco said, his tone forbidding. “He's reached France.”

I clen
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