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Chapter 9 – The Aftermath

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The mansion exploded into chaos the moment the guards dragged the bodies of the attackers inside the gates. Shouts filled the night, flashlights flickered across the lawn, security scrambled everywhere.

But Mia couldn’t move.

Her body felt disconnected from reality, her breath shallow, her vision blurry.

A warm hand gripped her elbow.

Strong. Steady.

Mark.

“Come inside,” he ordered softly.

“I can walk,” Mia snapped, even as her knees wobbled.

Mark’s expression tightened. “I didn’t say you could
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Arguratoru
Annoying he just provided her a choice to think about leaving this life but she completely says the opposite! I find her childish I think she can do it but she needs to grow up. ......
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How the hell is Ethan talking to Mark like he is just some kind of servant?! What a weird story! I’m confused by Mark’s position you are making him like a lap dog! .........
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