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I arch a brow, already opening the door. "I never fucked with your bank account."

She stares at me, brow furrowing.

Who thefucktouched her money? Was someone else fucking around with her?

Fuckingwho?

And then my phone pings.

Goddamn, I have to take this call.

Aria.

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Chapter23

ANISSA

I wakefrom my dream with a start.

This time, I don’t remember what happened. I just know I was running; someone was chasing me, and it wasn’t Matvei this time.

Who was it?

I blink, trying to clear the fog from my mind.

Instinctively, I pat the bed next to me to feel his reassuring warmth and heat.

He’s not there.

I sit up, glancing at the corner of the room, where fairy lights glow softly against the walls.

My cage.

I wonder if it can be repurposed into a daybed.

Nah.

I keep looking, hoping—because I need to see him.

But he’s not here.

Instead, he’s left me a tray of snacks, and there’s a mini-fridge stocked full.

I quickly make myself a plate of cheese and crackers, grab a drink, pop the top off some seltzer, and settle into bed with the tablet.

But as I scroll mindlessly through a show, my mind keeps circling back to his words.

"I never messed around with your bank account."

A chill runs down my spine.

If he didn’t… then who did?

I stand and cross the room, moving to the large window that overlooks the grounds.

I think about the look in his eyes tonight when I told him about what happened to me.

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