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❄️❄️ Taming his cold heart ❄️❄️

Author: Joria
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-01-05 07:31:55

🎀 CHAPTER ELEVEN 🎀

Inside the ship, Zayla was shoved into a small room and the door slammed shut behind her.

“Wait—what?” She spun around and hit the door with her palm. “Am I being locked up like a criminal? Hey—open this!”

There was no answer.

Her hand slid down the wood. She turned away and took a few unsteady steps before her legs gave out. She sank against the wall, knees pulled to her chest, breath shaking.

“I’ll never forgive you, Father,” she whispered into the dark.

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