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Book Two: Chapter Fourteen

Autor: Love2002
last update Data de publicação: 2025-12-12 00:03:12

I was drifting in and out. I was not conscious, neither was I unconscious. I was just there, floating in a black space.

Then I heard the voices.

“I took it too far. I should never have let them touch her like that. Never.”

Is that Jared? What is he saying, and what did he take too far.

“Sir, do not be too hard on yourself. You were angry. You had twenty years of anger, and that anger had to be unleashed on the one person who caused it.”

That sounds like Charles. Are they talking about me?

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