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Chapter 45: Hunger For Freedom Died

Author: SarahBlythe
last update publish date: 2026-08-21 22:52:46

Elodie's POV

I wasn't sure how long I'd been asleep. I only knew that when I finally woke up, I wasn’t the same girl Valiente had dragged into the woods that morning.

My eyelids felt unusually heavy when they fluttered open. Every part of my body ached, not from bruises, but from memories.

I stared blankly at the ceiling until Valiente's face appeared behind my eyes. The memory of the gun and blood consumed me.

My stomach twisted violently. The hunt hadn’t been a nightmare. It really had happe
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