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Chapter one hundred and four: Dead or Alive
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**Lexi’s POV** The morning was calm and quiet, but something about it felt off. Julian was at the kitchen table, his fingers mindlessly tapping against the wood as he fixated on his cold coffee. The tension hanging in the air was stifling, laden with an unsaid burden. The last few days had been long, and I knew he was still wrestling with everything that had occurred with Alexa. But there was something more. Something heavier. When his phone rang, it cut through the quiet. He barely looked at the screen before picking up. “Yeah,” he replied, his voice rough. I observed him intently, waiting. Then, I noticed it—the change. The way his body tensed, his knuckles whitening as he clutched the phone tightly. I straightened up. “Julian?” His jaw tightened. Whatever he was hearing wasn’t good. A long silence expanded between us until he finally spoke again. “I understand,” he said, his voice low. “When?” I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until he ended the call. The
