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Fucking Traitor

Author: Liy Lah
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-24 23:58:22

ANN’S P.O.V

I sat on the bench outside the back entrance, pressing a blood-stained cloth against my thigh.

The damn thing still burned like hell. The bullet had grazed me clean, but the pain felt like a fucking warning shot for traitors. Traitors like myself.

I was breathing in short, quiet gasps. My hands trembling from both the pain of the wound and the narrow escape I had just experienced.

My mind was clouded with fear as I glanced around my shoulder staring at Camillé who was still knocked into a deep sleep.

I stood up and walked out of the room heading for the basement.

I couldn't kill the guilt crawling up in my guts….Skylo hadn’t said much since the shootout ended until he left despite trying to get things out of him. But the way he’d looked, I could tell the puzzle pieces were beginning to form right in his damn head—and I couldn't afford that.

Damnit! I hissed, my wound stinging right through my foggy brain as I leaped forward making sure the cameras at the back entrance wer
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