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    The woman who appeared wore a silk robe that draped lightly over her elegant frame. Her features were delicate, her charm effortless, and her presence carried the ease of someone ustomed to being watched.

    For a moment, Mariana forgot to breathe. A strange flutter stirred in her chest. Kiley had never had a boyfriend before — could this mean something more?

    Before she could ask, Kiley let out a smallugh. “Mariana, meet Raegan Foster. She’s a very dear friend of mine.”

    With a nod in Raegan’s direction, she added, “Raegan, this is my younger sister, Mariana Cooper.”

    Wrapped in a light cashmere shawl, Raegan strolled forward with unhurried grace. Her eyes shimmered as she reached out to Mariana, her voice smooth and maic. “Pleasure to meet you.”

    A brief pause followed before Mariana offered her hand and responded with practiced courtesy, “Likewise. It’s nice to meet you.”

    shing a gentle smile, Raegan gave a small stretch and sighed. “You two carry on — I need more sleep.” With a graceful twist of her waist, she disappeared down the hallway, heading back to the bedroom.

    What no one seemed to notice was the faint, knowing smirk that formed on Raegan’s lips just before she slipped behind the door.

    With a light touch, Raegan slipped into the bedroom and closed the door behind her, the gentle click barely audible.

    Once the door sealed off the outside world, her expression shed its charm, revealing a gaze sharp and unfeeling.

    Tilting her head, she reached into the pocket of her robe and unlocked her phone in one smooth motion, opening a message thread with an unlisted number.

    The moment the text was sent, Raegan erased it without hesitation — no record, no evidence.

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    Without a second nce, she ced the phone face down on the nightstand.

    Her eyes stayed fixed on the ceiling as her mind wandered, wondering how soon the message would reach the person on the other end.

    In another part of the city, darkness had fully settled in.

    Chrisy sound asleep, undisturbed and still.

    Out of nowhere, a faint buzz stirred the silence near his pillow.

    A gentle glow appeared as the phone screen lit up, signaling the arrival of a new message.

    Morning light spilled gently into the hotel suite through the tall, ss-paneled window. Sceibar weed the day with a softness that seemed untouched by time.

    As Raegan stirred awake, her hand instinctively reached for her phone on the bedside table.

    A message notification waited for her — a single-word reply. “Okay.”

    That one word was enough to bring a faint, knowing smile to her lips.

    Not far from her, Kiley rose slowly, arms stretching above her head before she reached for a slender cigarette.

    She inhaled deeply, then exhaled a perfect smoke ring into the morning air, her eyes drifting toward Raegan’s expression.

    With a smirk, Kiley asked, “You’re grinning already. Don’t tell me some guy texted you good morning?”

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