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Chapter 86 - She Has A Home

Penulis: Siyah Mcluxe
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-26 19:24:20

Julian's POV

"You let him take her."

Klaus didn't flinch. "I opened a door. She walked through it herself."

"You hit the release before I could stop you."

"You weren't going to stop her, Julian. You were going to keep finding new sentences to delay the moment you actually had to." He said it without heat, which somehow made it land harder than shouting would have. "I've watched you talk yourself into worse things over smaller stakes. I wasn't going to watch you do it to a woman who finally
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