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Chapter 42: Before the Storm

작가: Ruth Liam
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-05-23 14:36:44

Naomi’s POV

I didn’t sleep.

Not really.

I laid down earlier and closed my eyes for a while, hoping for myself to sleep. To let the exhaustion pull at my limbs like water, but my mind was loud, like...so fucking loud. Every time I drifted, I heard the gunshot again. Not just the sound, but the space it created in my head and my surrounding like silence had been torn open and left bleeding.

I got up when the sky was still that whitish shade of purple.

The fires were still burning, though smaller now. The coals looked like glowing hearts in the dark. We had survived today. Today was so scary for me. Marcus just threw me out into the open like that, asking me to address the people. If I say I wasn’t scared at that moment, I would be a damn liar and would be cast into the abyss for lying. It was so scary. But then, I had brought it upon myself, hadn’t I? Logan had told me that we could leave this pack and then return to our own. Then all these would have been prevented. But I have dug to
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