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Saved By My Enemy

作者: Tryurbest
last update 公開日: 2025-09-02 01:53:14

Lyvanne’s POV

The hall was full of chaos.

Screams, coughing, and glass breaking filled the atmosphere. Shoes were scraping against marble as everyone ran for safety. The thick smoke crawled through every corner of the hall, wrapping around people like an invisible curse.

I couldn’t breathe anymore.

My lungs burned, and my eyes watered. And in that moment of fear, all I could think was, ‘This wasn’t an accident.’ Someone was behind it.

I was winning, and someone wanted to stop it. The only name
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