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CHAPTER 168

Auteur: IT_WRITES
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-23 22:28:26

The Grave That Lied

Nobody reacted.

For several terrible seconds, nobody seemed capable of it.

The snow continued falling around them, settling on the vehicles, on the dark pines surrounding the clearing, on Claire's shoulders and hair, while the words she had just spoken lingered in the air with a weight so immense that even the forest seemed to have fallen silent.

He's been dead for twenty years.

Elias Vaughn looked as though someone had struck him.

The color had drained entirely from his fac
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