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54~ Was Ronan Concern Real?

Author: Ashveil
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-08-22 08:55:11

Zane's Point Of View

The words Miles had spoken clung to my chest like chains, each syllable dragging me further into an abyss I didn’t want to face. Ronan’s family… My heart hammered violently, pounding against my ribs as though it wanted to escape the cage of my body. My throat was so tight I could barely breathe, the air scraping painfully in and out of my lungs.

“No… that can’t be right.” My voice cracked, raw and desperate, as I shook my head over and over like a man drowning who refused t
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