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Chapter 115: The Beginning of his Obsession

Penulis: Twistella
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-10-29 21:45:53

Lucas had been little, but he still remembered the day he met Montague himself.

He could vividly remember everything. The sterile white corridors, the faint smell of antiseptic, and the way the world seemed to go quiet when that man walked by.

He had seen Arabella’s father speaking to the doctor, in hushed and low tones and even as a boy, Lucas could sense the tension.

“Some lives are simply less significant than others,” the man said.

Lucas hadn’t understood it at the time. He had only stood t
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