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Chapter 78

Author: AMIRACLE22
last update publish date: 2026-04-14 10:08:09

I cried myself to sleep.

And when I woke up the next day, everything seems gloomy. I get up and hurried to where Aria has been sleeping for the past months, the guest room.

I opened the door aggressively but she wasn't there. It was just her lauggae piling up near her bed.

She really is going.

The realization didn’t hit all at once. It crept in slowly, settling deep in my chest until it became something I couldn’t ignore.

I stepped inside the room.

The bed was neatly made. Too neat.
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