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Eighty Four

Author: Itohan
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-12 23:42:29

Julia’s POV

The air in the room was too heavy. I could barely breathe. Everything around me seemed to echo in silence — the sound of my heartbeat, the faint drip of water from the tap, the soft rustle of his shirt as he stood there watching me. My body trembled. His eyes were fixed on me like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. That look — the same one that used to make me melt — now burned through my chest like fire.

I wanted to say something. Anything. But no words came out.

Lucian’s expression was unreadable. He looked both calm and furious, cold and broken, as if he was fighting with himself to stay in control. I hated that look. I hated that even now, after everything he had done, my heart still reacted to it.

I wanted to push him away, to scream, to tell him how much I despised the way he made me feel. But instead, the words came out choked and bitter.

“Sometimes I wish you fucking died instead of your younger version of yourself.”

The words slipped from my m
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