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Chapter 45

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Emma’s POV

The next morning, I awoke to the smell of coffee drifting through the cabin. It was a small comfort after the emotional weight of Ethan’s confession the night before. My thoughts swirled as I dressed, each one more troubling than the last. The man I had come to depend on, despite our differences, had killed someone. And now, because of that act, Damian had marked me as a target in his vendetta against Ethan.

When I entered the kitchen, Ethan was already seated at the table, his laptop open and a mug of coffee in his hand. He looked up as I walked in, his eyes betraying a wariness that mirrored my own.

“Good morning,” he said, his tone cautious.

I nodded, pouring myself a cup of coffee before sitting across from him. “What’s the plan?”

Ethan closed his laptop, leaning back in his chair. “The plan is to keep you safe.”

I frowned. “That’s not a plan. That’s a vague promise.”

He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “Emma, I know you’re frustrated—”

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