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Chapter 40: Moan My Name

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last update Date de publication: 2026-08-14 04:28:23

Elodie's POV

My eyes peeled open, and I found myself in the woods, lying on damp leaves. The sky was pitch-black, stripped of even a single star.

What? Didn’t I fail my escape? Why was I back in the same woods?

My white nightgown was torn and stained with dirt.

Before I could sit up, a shadow loomed over me. I didn't need to be told who it was.

Valiente.

He stood above me, hands buried in his pockets, staring down at me with those dark, unreadable eyes.

“Going somewhere, Little Red?”

My heart
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