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Chapter 149

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ELIZABETH’S POV

The room was quiet now. The chaos from the attack had faded into a haunting memory that hung in the corners like smoke that refused to clear. Adam was asleep—finally. His breathing was uneven, his skin pale, but he was alive.

Alive.

I’d cleaned and rewrapped his wound twice already, just to be sure there was no new bleeding. Raphael had arrived hours ago and swept the house, confirming the attackers were all dead. Three men. All armed, all prepared, all gone now.

I sat on the ed
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