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CHAPTER 52

Author: CagalieYula
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-19 23:37:59

The Cafe was dimly lit, with the faint buzz of conversations and the clinking of glasses filling the air. I could feel my heart pounding as I sat across from the man who had been feeding me information about Thiago. Something about this meeting felt wrong, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.

The moment I arrived, I realized I was losing interest in what he had to say. Every time I looked at him, a nagging voice in my head screamed that I shouldn’t trust him, that I was playing a dangerous game behind Thiago’s back. And for what? More secrets? More lies?

“Before we go over to what you want to tell me. There’s something I’d like to ask.” I began, leaning back in my seat, “what’s your motive in all this? Why are you so eager to tell me about Thiago’s dark secrets?”

The man smirked, leaning forward, his eyes narrowing. “Let’s just say, I have my reasons. Reasons that are none of your concern.”

His response was vague, evasive, and it didn’t sit well with me. I needed answers, not ri
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