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No Clue

Author: Toxic_Sweetie
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-26 03:13:21

Justin’s POV

The sharp buzz of my six o’clock alarm pulled me from sleep. I exhaled heavily, stretching my arms over my head before rolling my shoulders.

Sleeping on the damn sofa wasn’t doing me any favors—my back felt stiff as hell.

I sat up, rubbing the back of my neck as I glanced toward the bed. It was empty. The sheets were neatly spread, like she hadn’t even slept in it.

My brows drew together as I stood, rolling out the tension in my shoulders before heading toward the bathroom door.

I knocked. No answer.

Pushing the door open slightly, I peeked inside. Empty.

With a sigh, I turned toward the closet. A weird sense of relief settled in my chest when I saw her clothes still there.

At least she hadn’t packed up and left.

I shook my head at the thought, grabbing a suit and heading towards the bathroom.

Moments later, I was adjusting my tie in the mirror when I heard the door open.

Isabella walked in, carrying a coffee bottle and a small lunch container. She placed
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