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Chapter 37

Penulis: Mirela
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GUTEMBERG

As soon as I opened the door to the apartment, the scene that awaited me hit me like a punch in the stomach. Davina was there, in the middle of the living room, but she wasn't alone.

Timmy and Aaron flanked her sides like protective angels. Or perhaps like demons ready to destroy the world for her. They stared at me with hard eyes, as if any false move would be enough for them to go after me.

But it wasn't them who held my attention. It was Davina.

Her eyes were puffy and red, as if she'd been crying all night. Her disheveled hair fell in unruly strands over her shoulders, and the clothes she wore, a baggy sweatshirt and a loose blouse, made her look smaller than she really was.

She looked... broken. Broken in a way I'd never seen before. And so sad. A sadness that seemed to devour every part of her, leaving only the pieces.

For a moment, I found myself speechless. It was hard to associate this figure with the Davi

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