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Chapter 146: The Truth About Carlo

Author: Sarah John
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-05-16 16:00:27

Emilia POV

Isabella gripped the wheel. Her knuckles were white. I sat next to her, shaking. I couldn't stop crying. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the blood on Axel’s hands. It wasn't just a few spots. He was soaked in it. He had killed twelve people and didn't care.

Behind us, Marco was quiet in his car seat. I had just taken him away from his father. The guilt felt like a heavy weight on my chest.

"You did the right thing," Isabella said.

"Did I? I just broke o
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