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Chapter 25: Secrets, secrets

作者: Twinkle
last update publish date: 2026-09-19 16:24:59

IZEL'S POV

I got my mom into a kitchen chair before I even fully registered what my hands were doing, pressing a dish towel against the cut on her arm while Richard shouted something about the first aid kit and then abandoned that plan entirely in favor of just grabbing his car keys.

Jace hadn't moved.

He stood exactly where the vase had left his hand, staring down at the blood pooling faintly on the tile, then up at his father, then back down again, like his eyes couldn't hold either image for
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