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Chapter 125

The dream came without warning.

She was standing in a familiar place—too familiar. The old living room. The same couch. The same window where light used to fall just right in the evenings. Everything looked unchanged, frozen in time, as if the past had been holding its breath.

He stood across from her.

Not tense. Not defensive.

Just… quiet.

“I never asked you to stay,” dream-him said. “I just didn’t know how to let you go.”

She woke with her heart ...