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CHAPTER 95

Author: Sunkissed
last update publish date: 2026-08-08 22:56:26

ELLA’S POV

I found Jason the following morning looking considerably more exhausted than I’d seen him even during the darkest hours of my own recovery, papers spread across a portable desk someone had arranged near my hospital bed at his insistence, his focus divided uncomfortably between my continued care and whatever fresh crisis had apparently consumed the previous night.

“What’s happening?” I asked, watching him rub his eyes with obvious, accumulated fatigue.

“Cross has moved against Silverm
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