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Chapter 42 THE COLLAPSE (Drake’s POV)

Auteur: Trendsterchum Chronicles
last update Date de publication: 2025-12-11 20:35:36

The second Sabrina’s cab disappeared into the blur of traffic, I felt something inside me rupture.

Not crack.

Not bend.

Not strain.

But break—clean, violent, final.

Like a bone snapping through skin.

My hand remained suspended mid-air as if her silhouette were still there. As if I could still pull her back. As if time would suddenly feel mercy and rewind.

But the street swallowed her cab whole.

And the city kept moving like nothing ended.

I didn’t.

I stood there, frozen in front of the window,
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