Chapter 13-The Warehouse
My legs felt like rubber the whole drive there.
I kept replaying Isabella's face in my head, so calm, like she'd placed a bet and won.
Damian drove. He didn't talk much. Marcus rode shotgun, checking feeds on a tablet. Clara sat in back with a hoodie up, fists white around her phone. The convoy lo...
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Chapters
1. Chapter 1- The Runaway Groom
2. Chapter 2- The Wedding Night
3. Chapter 3- The Morning After
4. Chapter 4- The Blackwell Matriarch
5. Chapter 5- Rumors And Whispers
6. Chapter 6- The Drive
7. Chapter 7- The Conservatory
8. Chapter 8- Glass and Smoke 
9. Chapter 9- Collateral
10. Chapter 10- Counterstrike
11. Chapter 11- The Meeting After
12. Chapter 12- The Stage
13. Chapter 13-The Warehouse
14. Chapter 14- Matches and Mirrors
15. Chapter 15- Sparks
16. Chapter 16- The Safe Room
17. Chapter 17- Seconds To Burn
18. Chapter 18- The First Cuts
19. Chapter 19- Paper and Confession
20. Chapter 20- The Name At The Top
21. Chapter 21- Ink and Breath
22. Chapter 22- The Trustee's Box
23. Chapter 23- The Books that Keep Secrets
24. Chapter 24- The Sound of Seals
25. Chapter 25- The Plan that Almost Worked
26. Chapter 26- When the House Burns, We Make Fire
27. Chapter 27- When the Mirror Breaks
28. Chapter 28- The Push
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