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122~ I Didn't Know How To Escape

Author: Ashveil
last update publish date: 2025-11-10 09:33:53

Ash’s Point Of View

The moment the door closed behind my father, the carefully constructed mask I’d worn for months, shattered.

My knees hit the floor before I even realized I was falling, my body folding in on itself like a house of cards collapsing under the weight of its own lies.

The fire still crackled in the hearth, the flames licking at the logs with a hunger that mirrored the burning in my chest. The study was silent except for the sound of my ragged breath, the way it hitched and stut
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Klaudia
I almost feel sorry for him. Almost. But im in team Zane&Ronan so wish you the best Ash but without Zane \o/
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