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RYKER'S P.O.V.

Camilla’s sudden excitement was palpable. Her voice carried an urgency as she flipped the book around and pointed to a specific quote. “Look at this,” she said, her words rushed. I took the journal from her hands and read the highlighted sentence, but its meaning twisted in my mind, refusing to settle into something clear.

The words didn’t sit well with me. Leanor had always been adamant about her disdain for her husband’s infidelity. The thought of him harboring feelings for someone else while bound to her seemed almost contradictory to everything Leanor had believed—or at least what she had led me to believe.

I studied Camilla’s face, her eyes alight with the fervor of discovery. I didn’t want to dampen her enthusiasm, so I forced a small, reassuring smile. “We’re one step closer,” I murmured, tucking a scrap of paper between the pages to mark her spot.

Camilla, ever the fighter, tried to stay awake, her resolve as fierce as ever. But her exhaustion won out. The momen
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