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Chapter 62. Sabrina POV: Rising Fire
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2026-01-22 00:10:59“I’m done being a victim!” I shouted, my voice echoing against the walls of my apartment, though there was no one to hear it but me.
I slammed my laptop shut and paced the small living room, the heels of my feet clicking sharply against the hardwood. The numbers had been brutal today—stock charts, investment alerts, subtle news articles—I knew what Emma was doing, even from miles away. She was dismantling Drake’s empire piece by piece. And every trick, every manipulation, every whispered
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