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Chapter 12: The Return

Autor: Smilingglow
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-08-05 23:23:08

Azrielle's POV

The mansion looked exactly the way Arthur's people had described it, sharp lines, tall gates, more glass than a building had any business having and I still stood frozen at the end of the driveway for a full ten seconds before I made myself walk toward the front door, because five years of planning had never once prepared me for what it would actually feel like to stand in this city again, breathing this air, closer to him than I'd let myself be since the night everything burned.
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