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Chapter 38: Bloodlines and Lies

Author: David Writes
last update publish date: 2026-03-07 21:04:52

Mariella’s POV

I watched the sea spray the rocky beach with its salty waters as we drove along the coastline, and looking behind us, I saw the city lights fade into the distance.

We were safe for now.

The drive continued for a little while longer, and soon we came to a crunching halt on a gravel path. And then I saw it, a stone cottage standing in the shadow of an abandoned lighthouse nearby.

“Wow…” I gasped. Not so much in awe but still in surprise. I didn't think the De Lucases would own a
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