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Chapter 70

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last update Date de publication: 2026-03-30 18:07:34

Alanza’s POV

"Can you tell if she's carrying, Sister Loreen?"

My mother leaned in, her voice thin with a desperate kind of hunger. She didn't like waiting for answers, especially not from me. I stood there, feeling like a specimen under a microscope, while the old woman let her eyes go flat and milky. It was like she wasn't looking at me anymore, but through me, into a dark room I couldn't see.

When she spoke, her voice didn't sound like her own. It was heavy and th

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