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CHAPTER 48 – WHAT STILL BURNS

Author: HONEYBIRD
last update publish date: 2026-03-21 19:41:58

Robin Hood did not speak immediately after the realization settled between them. He remained seated, his gaze fixed on the building in front of them, but something in his posture had changed. The stillness that had once looked like control now carried tension beneath it, like a storm pressing against a thin surface, waiting for the right moment to break through. Damien could feel it without needing to look, could sense the shift in the air between them, the quiet before something inevitable.

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