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The Ghost

作者: Honey
last update 公開日: 2026-09-22 23:19:56

(KAIRA'S POV)

The word hung in the air like a death sentence.

Slade's face had gone pale—paler than I'd ever seen it. His hand, still gripping mine, had turned cold. His entire body had gone rigid, like he'd been struck by lightning.

The woman—his mother—stood perfectly still, her green eyes fixed on him with an expression I couldn't quite read. Pain. Longing. Regret.

"Slade," she said again, her voice soft, almost pleading. "I know this is a shock."

"A shock?" Slade's voice was hollow. "You've
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