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Chapter 69 – Pulling The Trigger

작가: Sharon Madu
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-05-10 06:50:15

Dante's POV

The days blurred together.

I didn’t leave the room. Didn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep.

Lucia knocked in the morning, at night, and sometimes in between. I never answered. I just let the weight of everything crush me until it felt like there was nothing left inside my chest.

Sometimes, I heard her crying. Soft, quiet sobs from the other side of the door like she didn’t want me to hear. Once, she screamed my name. It sounded broken, like it hurt to say. Lucas pulled her away. I heard his voice calm and low, trying to comfort her.

I hated him for that.

Other times, it sounded like she was talking to the walls. Whispering things and pleading with a ghost that wouldn’t answer.

Maybe I was the ghost now.

She would call my name like she hadn’t just shattered my entire world. Like I wasn’t drowning in the blood of her family—blood I’d spilled.

But she didn’t know.

Did she?

That night five years ago… it played on repeat in my head like a fucked-up film reel. A job, Gabriel had said. Not
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