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Author: DeDoll
last update publish date: 2026-06-03 01:05:25

CHAPTER 48

CALLIE

BLINDING HURT

I walked out of Santiago and Marco's apartment like a ghost walking on land. By the time I got into the cab, my chest felt tight enough to crack and Sienna’s words kept replaying in my head like a haunting sound.

“If Marco doesn’t come back to complete the bond, Matteo might not survive.”

Matteo was dying because Marco wasn't here and because Marco didn't want anything to do with me. It's all because of me. It's my fault. I shouldn't have existed.

My breath was
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