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    He had run into her in Briset, but she had shut him down cold. Later, he found out she’d already returned to Choria.


    She insisted her name was Sylvia, but here she was—same face, same everything—working at the very ce Ste used to be. The odds didn’t add up.


    Marc hadn’t believed her denial for a second. And now, he was absolutely sure she was lying.


    There was no way two unrted people could have lives this intertwined. Not unless they were the same person.


    Ste shot him a cold re, clearly fed up.


    She didn’t remember him being this pushy before.


    It was honestly starting to make her feel sick.


    “I don’t know you. Move,” she said curtly, trying to step past him.


    But Marc’s face clouded over.


    “Ste, stop ying dumb. If you keep this up, I’ll tell everyone who you really are. Pretending to be someone else is illegal—you could go to jail, you know!” he threatened, his voice sharp and cruel.


    One moment he acted like he cared, and the next he was throwing threats like knives. It was mentally draining.


    Ste seriously wondered if Marc had two different sides fighting inside him.


    She looked him dead in the eye, and for a second, Marc mistook her calm for fear. A smug grin began to form—until Ste said,


    “Feel free to report me. That’s your business, not mine. But if you don’t step aside right now, I’m calling security.”


    The dorm didn’t have tight visitor rules, but if someone was clearly harassing a resident, security would escort them out without blinking.


    While they were still caught up in their argument, steady footsteps echoed from behind. Before Ste…


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    She hadn’t had the chance to look back when a tall figure came to a stop right beside her.


    William had returned from the car and was now standing beside her like a silent shield.


    His eyes locked on Marc, cold and sharp.


    “Mr. Walsh, pestering women in the middle of the night… sounds like something only you would do.”


    Marc clenched his jaw, wanting to snap back and ask what this had to do with William.


    But the words never made it past his lips—reason held him back at thest second.


    He knew better than to pick a fight with someone like William.


    After saying that, William gave Ste a light nudge at the waist, quietly urging her to go inside the dormitory building.


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